A boy sprawled next to me on the bus, elbows out, knee pointing sharp inte my Girls are taught: be quiet and reimposing and eh BO small
thigh. when they heckle you with their hi g voie es frem the window of a car,
He frowned at me when I were ssed my legs, my hands because it' s rude to scream curse words hack at them, and they“ ijustlaugh
and splayed out like boys are taught : all bi g, loo limb s. anyway.
I made sure to jab himan the side with my pretty little sharp purse. We' re taught to pin on smiles for the boys who j em at us on the street
At first he op med his mouth like I expected him to, but instead of agking up he who see us as convenient bodies instead .
sat there, quiet} and took it for the whole bus ride.
sewers arean 1 an e in e owning,
Once} a boy said my anger was cute, and he laughed pretend to be ob edi ent ladde gs instead of the wolves we are.
and] remember thinking mat] sheild sit there and take it, We pin pretty little sharp smiles on em faces instead ofoz ening our mouths,
bee ause it isn“ t partylike to cause a scene and girls aren' t suppo sed to raise their because if we do we get accused of silly women emotions
voices. blowing everything out with em PMS, we get
But then he laughed again and aall saw cente scenting pet names and screed eyeballs.
was my pretty little map nails his cheek . r
be fore drawing back and making a horribly ' . Est. P. towl punched like a 3""? .
any teacher 'informed me later that there is no partylike way of making a fist.) I told him, Good. I ham my pretty little sharp ave " an
When we were both in the princip ah office twenty minutes later + 11 I I I I
him with a bloody mouth and cheek} HE with skinned knuckles, - This Perfume Doubles As Mace) , , t, l, ite, , (via )
I tried to explaint' n words that I didn' t have yet
that] was tired my emotions not taken seriously
just hec ause I‘ ma girl.
Girls are taught: be small, so boys can be big.
Don' t take up any more space than ab sedately me es say.
Be small and smooth with soft edges
and held in the healing when they much you and it hurts:
the sandpaper scrape of their body hair that we wouldbe shamed for having,
the greedy hands that press too hard and too offen take without asking