mama said good girls don’t
say. they be sweet
they be
accommodating.
when you was
done you asked
I do something wrong here?
pinned arms over head
one-handed, right
the other
pushed my pants down
the bruised wrists
the stomach ache
must’ve done something
must’ve made him think
but then you said
you so tight
have you ever
must’ve done something
made him think
not the type to get
this can’t be that
mama said
but not me
kathryn l. pringle |
Curatorial note: The following poems are a response to a call for poetry about rape culture for the annual Delirious Advent Feature; the call is in turn an immediate response to the Rolling Stone story “A Rape on Campus” about rape culture at the University of Virginia. However, they are also part of a larger conversation about rape in poetry communities. Curated by Jessica Smith and Susana Gardner.
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