Aftertaste of Shame
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a rush comes with anger
with the aftertaste of
Shame
naive to the notion
that it could happen to me
am I to blame?
with the aftertaste of shame.
I cross my arms to cover
My body
deserted streets and long walks home
when will they realize
I was sober.
Am I a slur?
I cover My body to
Feel Safe
am I to blame?
I was sober
am I a slur?
That rush of anger and fear
in the empty streets and quickening of footsteps
despite society hammering into our minds
I am not to blame.
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"Am I a slur?" is amazing. It's a pun that is taken incredibly seriously, and it's a perfect example of how we humans feel like we have to make light of terrible, terrible situations just to be able to talk about them. It's hard to find straight-talk like this on what sometimes seem like blurred lines with rape, and how we can guilt ourselves into believing in those blurred lines. "[You are] not to blame."