in a cab. just as i am settling in for the ride theres this male voice real weird & whispery: just like youre dressed now? just like youre dressed now? tell me? tell me? the voice rasps. when you get home how will you undress? how will you take off your clothes? tell me? omg. its the fucking cab driver. you can let me out here driver i say even tho its about 15 blocks before my destination. now his weird whispery becomes sweaty nervous. n-n-no money he stammers pulling over. i w-w-wont take m-money. as i get out of the cab he is still saying i d-dont want money. dont worry i reassure him cuz you arent getting any. ear rape?
on another day trapped in a phenomenally fierce evening rush hour gridlock trying to get home from work. each bus goes out of service after only a few blocks. gotta keep changing buses — 5 times altogether. finally settled into a blessed seat on a bus thats going — hallejuiah! — all the way uptown along the regular route. anti stress deep breathing brings on a deserved little lite nap. ah. crack open my eyes to see how much further. feel stranger eyes on me. across the crowded aisle this guy is looking at me & looking down at his crotch looking at me & looking down at his crotch & playing with his penis — making it get hard & move around inside his pants & looking rite at me waiting for me to look so i can see him jerking off & looking at me looking at him while he is jerking off so he can cop a free thrill. ugh ugh ugh. eye rape?
on still another day when i finally finally get home after 3 hours for a trip that usually takes no more than 45 minutes theres 2 messages on the machine both in a mega decibel screaming maniac voice promising me an immediate $2500 line of credit with mastercard! thats rite! $2,500.00 if i will only call this toll free number rite now! 1-800-338-8055! limited time offer! call now! 1-800-338-8055! call now call now call now & tell us what name you want on your card! tele-electronic rape?
c hattie gossett 2013
no use without permission of writer
These 3 poems are excerpted from hattie’s (work in progress) one woman show. This Sunday, 9 June, hattie will be doing a free open rehearsal with live musical soundscape at n.y.u. — admission is by reservations only and the reservations list closes on Thursday at 5pm. The invitation can be found here
At a bar, a creepy guy next to me started taking pictures of the female bartender without her knowledge/consent.
Welp, today I am a “ghetto bitch” because I didn’t “smile”. And somehow I feel bad about it? Not fair.
I am walking down the street and a man says” you got a lot of ass come here to big daddy”. I ignore him and he calls me a hoe.
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This dude on a bike who I didn’t know kept following me and saying he liked me. Ugggghhhhh. I felt creeped out enough to get my self defense keychain out.
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I was sitting on the patio of a popular local cafe when I noticed a well dressed man sitting in the corner who appeared to be talking to himself . After a while, I noticed that he was making comments about all of the girls that walked past him, ex “hey let me talk to you a minute,” law she just mad cuz she can’t handle me,” and the like. It was creepy and made me feel uncomfortable and unsafe. I decided to move inside the cafe to avoid having to listen to him.
I was on one of my many runs in preparation for the 10k that I will be running in a couple weeks, and a guy walking past me looked me up and down and said something like, “hey how you doing girl.” Honestly, I told him to ‘f-off.’ Perhaps swearing isn’t the best strategy, but I was really put off by the experience. Whenever I am cat-called, I automatically feel uncomfortable and potentially unsafe. Whether I am wearing a short skirt or sweaty work out clothes, that behavior is unacceptable.
“Hey you ladies lookin’ sexy tonight,” said a pair of men to my friend and I as we sat on her suitcase waiting for the bus. They called me a bitch when I told them not to speak to me like that.