I go to church and I see no women on the altar.
I was going to meet my ex-boyfriend at his apartment in Manhattan. A man on a bike stopped in front of me, blocking my access to the subway stairs, and whispered, “I want your pussy.” I ran as fast as I could in the opposite direction back to my apartment. Fight or flight. I am 105 pounds and 5’4’’. Flight.
One night, coming back to my fairly safe neighborhood to my fairly safe apartment in Astoria (no neighborhood or apartment is completely safe, right?) A crazy guy told me to suck his dick. Again – inevitable, involuntary flight.
I went to a diner with my best girl friend who has short hair, who was dressed in a jean shirt and khakis. The waiter wouldn’t serve us only coffee unless we moved to the bar, despite the diner being…
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