it's the kind of filth that can't ever be showered away.
when it's dark
and late at night
and i'm walking alone
my body is whirring in time with my jackrabbit heartbeat
and in my mind
the news broadcaster is telling me that
one in three women will be a
victim
or sexual assault in her lifetime-
well,
i went out with two other girls tonight;
which one does that make me?
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