Tuesday, June 7, 2016

I want to talk about rape.

I want to talk about rape.

and shame

I want to talk about bruises, broken zippers, and secret scars that hurt forever.

I WANT TO TALK ABOUT RAPE.

I want to talk about silent tears that never get the mic because no one want to listen.

"lets close the door."
"maybe you should see someone"
"It'll be okay"
"Just don't think about it"

Just
don't
think
about
it.

But its not the thinking, its the feeling. They never tell you how not to feel it.

I want to talk about rape.

I want to talk about displaced blame, and "well she just said that because she regrets it", and "but he is such a nice guy", and "we can't take away his chance at life just because she says, she said no"

No one talks about how he took her life away when he took his pants off. Or how he took away the voice she had fought for when her bone shattering no's fell on deaf ears.

I want to talk about how sometimes innocent until proven guilty means assumed innocent even when guilty.

I want to talk about how the word victim starts as victim in your vocal chords but when comes out of your mouth all i hear is PITY.

I want to talk about rape.

I want you to talk about rape.

I want schools to talk about rape as more than a hotline phone number.

I want parents to talk more about rape like they talk about murder, and less about rape while their daughters try on clothes.

I want to talk about rape.

"Her shorts were so short"
"I think she took her own shirt off, that is almost consent"
"Dressed like that, she was asking for it"

I want to talk about rape.
and rapists
and people who have been raped because they are people

I am a person.
And my body is mine

I want to talk about my body

You do not have rights to anybodys' body

Keep your chains in your pants, because if you let them out they will become my weight to carry and you will run free.

I want to talk about rape.


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