The
bottle spins as the reams of thoughts flutter by my consciousness
As
my disjointed synapses fire off things I would not mind saying with confidence
The
bottle stops.
On
me.
Breath
in…
PAUSE
Settle
on one idea, I see
‘Never
have I ever wished for the unearned advantages distributed based on the values
of the dominant matriarchal society that we live in’
All
the men take a shot
All
the women sit in awkward defensive silence
Sometimes
silence is violent
Sometimes
silence speaks of untold and underrepresented voices
Sometimes
silence speaks of long internally torn oppressed histories, also known as
‘background noises’
Sometimes
silence tells a story
Sometimes
silence tells this story from alternate eyes
Do
you realize?
Sometimes silence is violent
Sometimes silence is violent
Like
that one night out
Or
EVERY single night out
Going
out for some drinks, dancing and good times with the guys
As
we get on the dancefloor, we form a little circle, and the dance the night away
to our hears content
Enter
woman.
She
tries dancing up on me, to which I reply
By
turning around and politely explaining ‘I’m sorry but I don’t want to dance
with you’
‘Wow’
she replies, ‘What do you think you’re too good for me or something?’
‘No’-
‘Then
what?? You got a girlfriend or something?’
‘No’-
‘Then
what?? Are you gay or something?’
‘No’-
‘Then’-
WHAT, WHAT, WHAT, WHAT answer would ever satisfy one who does not care about
what I want
This
is NOT my story to tell..
Truth
is, never have I ever wished for the unearned advantages based on the values of
the dominant patriarchal society that we live in
Truth
is, all the women take a shot
Truth
is, all the men sit in awkward defensive silence
Truth
is, silence is violent
Truth
is, no matter how many female friends, girlfriends, mother’s, sisters, cousins
etc. I have, I will never ever, fully relate to the female experience
Truth
is, I cannot speak for a life I have not lived
Truth
is, however angry and frustrated this makes me, this does not compare to the
experiences of those that have to live it every single day
Truth
is, I think I finally know what it feels like to be white
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