Tick Tock

To the grown ass man that catcalled me at a red light,


What did you think you were going to get?


Because CERTAINLY NOT ME


When I sat there, jamming to Alicia Key’s My Boo on repeat, sipping on Mountain Dew and minding my god damn business


Who gave you the authority to invade my space and send me into a black hole of never-ending fear and uneasiness


You became a tick


All around me, in my hair, on my shoulders, in my mentality   


Watching every mirror in the hopes you were no longer behind me


And even when I reached home, your words were branded in my mind on repeat


“I know what else you can suck on pretty thang”


Suck on your ego, your ignorance, and your toxic masculinity


You are a sorry excuse of a man and your words will no longer control me


Time’s Up

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Ruth Fetaw