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“What Is It Like to Be a Woman?”

I hear two men chucklingas I pick something up for them.I feel wandering eyes,baring into my skin and bones.I hear my dad’s sexual commentsabout girls my age. (I was fourteen.)I see a woman,never noticing the phone up her skirt.I hear my dad and my uncles,cheering on my cousin’s catcalling.I see my new friend’s message,tired of… Continue reading “What Is It Like to Be a Woman?”