Stigma

Hidden behind toothy, nervous smiles and iron pressed work pants

Line your pretty lips and keep them sealed

Results in uninformed exchange of words with the woman lathering her breasts in the public bathroom sink

Ignore him and take extra steps to avoid the man talking to no one in the street

Walk corralled in this line becuase they said "he's crazy"

I rip my mouth open and ignor the glaring eyes when I shake your hand and ask for your name

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