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Click herei walked home briskly
dusk on the street
my nerves on edge
--crime in the neighborhood
muggings at night--
when the thud of footsteps
fell hard on the pavement behind me.
men, or boys in men's bodies,
pushed past, laughing,
leering, snorting.
i stepped off the path
out of their way
but the taller one knocked
my arm carelessly
just as his companion shouted
a word that froze in the air
one moment
--and fell on my ears--
a word slicing and wounding
pushing at that secret place
between my legs.
a woman is vulnerable
because of this word
historically whispered
or written on walls
cutting, scratching deeply
they ran forward, the boy men
forgetting me
still shaken
by 4 simple letters
the tall one threw an oblong thing
and i watched, dazed as it spiraled,
and the word came again from their mouths.
oh foolish me,
they just shouted, "punt!"