WARNING: this is a poem that my best friend and I wrote based on our personal experience. It may be triggering for some people because it covers the issue of sexual assault, so if your sensitive to this sort of thing then please don't read this.
knock knock?
whos there?
rape joke!
rape joke? rape joke who?
rape joke whos not fucking funny.
don't worry! we're good victims! we won't cry too loud or demand your attention or ask for trigger warnings. Men like to use the excuse "boys get raped too" when they hear women talking about their personal experiences.
first; boys get raped should be its sentence; if your only acknowledging their trauma to silence female survivors, then you're a scumbag.
second; all the male survivors we know would kick your teeth in for saying that.
and your friends who aren't survivors cant sympathize with you until they know allllll the gory details PLEASE. get your porn somewhere else! and once you do get their sympathy it sounds like:
"someone catcalled me once so I totally get it"
"Someone stepped on my foot last week. it was a man, I just felt so invaded!"
and to the boys who write poems
"to raped girls, don't worry, there's good men out there. the light at the end of the tunnel!"
they hold your hand in court and everything! THANK GOD ILL GET SOME THOUGHTFUL DICK ONE DAY!
you know, those poets will tell you...
"violets. are growing. in the shadows. under your eyessssss!!!"
they're not violets. its skin. I know its skin. its good skin! it's going to be skin regardless of what metaphors you attach to it.
you'll be there when I cry? until my eyes get puffy and red. you won't be ripping off THESE lace panties because they were expensive. and they make me feel like I'm worth something.
once you figure out that the only time that I deepthroat it with a feeding tube at the psych ward, you'll be gone. and if you do want a healing relationship how do you talk about it when the language is rooting against you?
hey wanna bang?
screw?
nail me?
EVERYTHING IS SO VIOLENT.
how to flirt with a rape survivor:
approach slowly and cautiously
do not make any sudden movements or loud noises
Heyy baby I've got anxiety depression PTSD and crushing sexual insecurity, wanna come back to my place and hold my hair back when I throw up?
and then there's feminists who feel entitled to our poetry and there it was because as they say
"under the patriarchy like all women are constantly threatened by rape"
what does that make us?
oh fuck me with a chainsaw, it makes us a statistic.
truly, nothing helps rape survivors of all gender, ethnicity, and economic level than rich white girls walking around half naked while collaborating with the police.
because the cops, historically, are so good at supporting victims and catching rapists.
getting real tired of slutwalk slogans too
"don't slut shame me"??
how about do not refer to me as a slut.
EVER.
real men don't rape? OH SHIT! must have been a ghost then!
consent is sexy? lingerie is sexy. CONSENT IS A BASIC HUMAN RIGHT.
YOU GUYS ARE SUPPOSED TO BE THE ADULTS WE LOOK UP TO. but, we went through our moon goddess phase is 6th grade.
humor helps trauma, but we just want to know that your laughing with us!
we can joke about it because it's ours to joke about, similar to how our bruises are ours to poke at and yours to stay away from.
Authors Note: Sorry if this is messy, I needed to rant. and when I say "our" I'm referring to other survivors of any form of sexual trauma. Just if that was confusing
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