pain

To the man who touched my body when I already had a man to caress me

Photography by Ksenia Telpelova

 

Having two ponytails does not mean I’m a porn actress
I want to feel desired, but I did not want your lust
How many times do we need to tell you that
having hands does not mean you can grab whatever you want?

Don´t you realize that
you could have been a woman
and I could have been a man?
But no, we are not
we are just two strangers walking in this street
where there is no lighting

And you grabbed my butt and took with you my peace
now I have paranoia
I can not get close to a man without being scared
I have to walk with fear
of finding you either you or another brutal hands

I am obligating myself to remind me of your face
but I just can´t, I was not able to see you.

But, oh man, you are safe
just for the fact that you are not a W O M A N

You could have been a woman
and I could have been a man
but no, we are not
we are just two strangers walking
and you do not have either brain or scruples

You are safe while I´m here
telling my boyfriend that I don´t want to have sex
because I have nausea
and he tries to put together the pieces you simply broke.

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Written by Cindy Hatch

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