I went to the Women’s March
With my freshman year boyfriend
I cried and cried and he asked
“Why are you crying?
Isn’t this a good sign?”
He couldn’t understand.
I don’t just want a Women’s March–
I need a Women’s April
I need a Women’s May.
I want to turn twenty
On the seventeenth
Of Women’s October.
I want my husband to be my property–
I want to work and be educated
While he sits at home with our son,
Teaching him to cook and to clean and
How to read the Bible and–
I am challenged to turn the other cheek
And not seek my revenge,
But that bullshit’s still happening
It’s still god damn happening
The girls who feel pain just for being alive
While we rally in pink hats–
“But things are looking up!”
“Women have it worse in other countries.”
So I cannot be angry?
I can’t ask for more?
“Be grateful you live in a country
Where women are so well off.”
But every time I fill out an application and
Check off my gender–
The box for ‘M’ is always first
While the box for ‘F’ is always second.
But ‘female’ comes first in the alphabet
So why am I stuck behind?
“Isn’t this a good sign?”