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Down the Street


They whistle and howl

Am I just a piece of meat?

Faster, wolves devour

 

Note to Reader:

I am a woman.

I expect to able to walk down the street and not fear for my safety.

I am a woman.

I expect men to rise above "boys will be boys" mentality and mantra.

I am a human.

I am made from the same star stuff as all of you and all of creation.

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Comments (1)

Chelsea Jeannette
<p>Thanks for writing this! There are days I want to just cry and to be honest I'm not sure I've reached a state of empowerment yet. It feels nice to read thoughts by women who understand.&nbsp;</p>

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