“Almost always it’s the men
in cars — “Hey baby! Nice
ass!” – the ones who can escape
quickly, laughing, tires a squeal
of conqueror’s delight as we
keep standing or walking, trying
not to listen or care or shout back
motherfucking bastards (those words
we’ve learned to make feel so good
in our throats even though they
are also about hating women),
the men who drink beer, hang
out in the afternoon and evening
clusters, slapping shoulders, passing jokes,
comparing wheels and engines, riding
along thin streets like lords
looking for us, passing judgment, running
away in a snort of oily dust
before they have to speak with us,
before we are people, before we become
the women who will easily say no.”
By Katharyn Howd Machan
Found in: A.C. Sumrall & D. Taylor, eds., Sexual Harassment: Women Speak Out (Freedom, CA: The Crossing Press, 1992): 164.
Beckie Weinheimer says
Wonderful Poem!