What histories and discourses are inscribed on the body?
Through the radio speakers / I hear a woman shivering. I think of my friend, newly pregnant, / also on her way to work, how she’ll twist a ring off her swollen finger.
Even though you didn’t say “no” in what you’ve been told is the “right” way to say no, you were saying no.
Sometimes I’m mad at you for never teaching me how to get away. / Sometimes I’m mad at myself for opening a door I could not close.
Sometimes it is easier to call the truth a story or a song. / What some deem repression, I name reflections.
Not upon, over, at, or near, rape is not adjacent to anything. It is the thing.
When it comes to how rape culture is enabled, made mundane, what are the hard questions we have not yet posed?