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A Funny Story
hey baby
stopping. frozen where i stand, like a tree, like a deer in headlights, like any other overused metaphor. movemovemove
but i can’t.
where’re you going?
nowhere. i am nowhere, i am nothing, i am nobody. i am as tiny and insignificant as a grain of sand. pleasepleaseplease
don’t notice me.
he starts walking
sharp. the feeling of my fingernails cutting into my palms, the storm of anxiety brewing in my stomach and head. dontcrydontcrydontcry
but it’s too late.
hey! don’t ignore me!
burning. my eyes sting from the effort of holding back a torrential downpour of frustration and fear. goawaygoawaygoaway
thank god.
he stumbles back to his friends
they’re all laughing
what a funny game it must be
when you’re not the one in danger
how hilarious it must seem
when you don’t have to fear for your life
what an amusing story to tell
when you’re not eleven years old
in your own neighborhood
just trying to walk home
This poem is about my first experience with cat calling. I was only eleven at the time and I was truly terrified for my life. Unfortunately, this kind of thing happens to girls every day and many women experience situations far more dangerous than this one.