Feeling blessed today. 
So much love for this city.

#YesAllWomen

Because my cousin shared 3 rape experiences she had
And on all three occasions
She was wearing sweats and was brutally beaten

So there goes your excuse
That my tight dress was asking for it
It might have escaped your attention,
But I don’t wake up in the mornings,
And put on a skirt thinking,
Will this get me raped?
I don’t put on a tank top hoping,
Maybe this one will.

#YesAllWomen

Because in school, they teach us that our bodies are offensive.

They pull us from classrooms
And hallways
Demanding if we have longer shorts,
Or even a sweater,
Reminding us that the boys are distracted,
That the boys go wild for a peeking shoulder,
Or the sight of a sun burned thigh,
Because their education is more important than ours.

#YesAllWomen

Because white men in pressed suits,
Expensive watches hanging from their wrists,
Red faces glinting with arrogance,
Have more say over my body than I do.

Because those same men,
Quoting the Bible and fake statistics,
Have never shed blood,
As a twisted sacrifice for being a woman.

Because those same men,
Have never walked the streets,
Fearing for their lives,
Clinging to keys between their fingers like a lifeline
With pepper spray in their bags,
Ready for someone to feel entitled to their body.

#YesAllWomen

Because when a man says no to us,
It is a fault in OUR character.
It is because we are not
Thin, tan, or perky enough for HIM.

Because when WE say no to a man,
Its still a fault in OUR character,
We are the cold, ruthless bitch,
Saying no to the nice guy,
Who offered to buy us a drink,
And Who complimented our hair.

#YesAllWomen

Because a UCSB entitled nine-teen year old boy,
Can record a video
Of his plans to shoot down all the
“Blond bimbos who denied him his right,”
And then do so,
Only to have his actions excused by the media,
Claiming he was depressed,
Instead of admitting that male entitlement is dangerous.

#YesAllWomen

Because I am done being silenced
And I am done being polite.
I am done sitting by
And watching
As a country hypocritically cries
Equality and justice
But doesn’t have equal pay
Lets men make decisions for a woman’s body
And blames the victim for the actions of a rapist.

#YesAllWomen

Because our NO won’t be enough one day.

#YesAllWomen

Because I wasn’t asking for it.

#YesAllWomen

Because “Boys Will Be Boys,” is still an excuse

#YesAllWomen

Because “Not All Men Are Like That,” is still a defense.

#YesAllWomen

Because enough blood has been spilled.

#YesAllWomen

Because I am sixteen years old, and I am so afraid, when I shouldn’t have to be.

W. R.

This poem was inspired by actual tweets from the #YesAllWomen trend on twitter. X

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this makes me want to cry

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Everyone’s always all “I wish I were as tall as you!” but I just feel horrible and unfeminine around 94% of the time.
I wanna be small and cute and be able to wear nice shoes without being taller than my boy.

You small girls can wear heels to make you taller, ain’t nothing I can do about these 36” legs.

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This scarf is definitely the best thing I’ve bought with my student loan. ❄️💙 #vsco #vscocam #vscogrid #primark #scarf #self #fave
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my scary pumpkin.
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I notice everything.

And by everything, I literally mean everything. I notice when someone stops hitting me up like they used to. I notice when the way someone talks to me starts changing. I notice the little things that people do, and the little things they used to do. I notice when things change, and when it’s no longer the same. I notice every single little detail. I just don’t say anything.

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