Me, Too. #MeToo

Me, too.
cried a fatherless daughter,
too young to comprehend
why various men
invited themselves in
before she was even old enough
to defend her
….self.

Me, too
She mumbled, years later
a knife plunged in her skin
a poor attempt to rid herself
of the sins of many men
who’d violated her body
transgressed against her soul

Me, too
said her mother,
under a cloud of shame
but we don’t speak about that
we don’t talk about such things….

Me, too
said her grandma,
But what you gonna do?
These men take what they want
They don’t give a damn about you!

Me, too
Said her cousins…
her aunts…
and her friends…

Me, too
Said generations of women
Again
and again.

Almost every woman she knew
Had her own “Me, too.”

It’d become a perverse right of passage
unspoken
but
true.

-Trista Daniell
@Trista.Daniell
http://www.TristaDaniell.com

STOP. RAPE. NOW! STOP. CHILD. RAPE. NOW!

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