By Eunice Park
You didn’t speak – but you did stare
Smile right at me and bare
A rock tumbling back and forth
South & north
A disjointed compass directing you
To a heavy moan & laugh too
You didn’t touch – but you did speak
Ruin memories of a street I no longer seek
I was going out to eat
But you were going out to keep
A palate of breasts & ass
Only words, but enough to devour as I past
You didn’t penetrate – but you did touch
But you still loved me baby
Even when I screamed to save me
The law had an expiration date
For my Prince Charming transformed to Hate
I knew I was too late
When I was asked, “Why did you wait?”
You did stare.
You did speak.
You did touch.
And when you knew no one cared to see –
You did penetrate me.
Laughing when investigations shrieked to a halt
My testimony now a grain of salt
You told the fashion police what I was wearing
What tempting fruit I was baring
You did stare.
You did speak.
You did touch.
And when you knew no one cared to see –
You did penetrate
me.
Eunice Park is a student living in sunny Los Angeles, California. She is an avid reader, writer, and feminist, who is passionate about giving a voice to the underrepresented. Founder of the Girl Talk Organization, she dedicates her time to organizing online career seminars to connect girls in orphanages around the world to women in a variety of different career fields. Always ready to learn new things and challenge existing beliefs, Eunice hopes to fuse her passions for language, culture, and politics as a social advocate. She can be reached at: [email protected]
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