Tags » Street Harassment


It was just his face
she remembers looking at
not his clothes or shoes
or even how tall he was, the obvious,
she didn’t pay attention to the obvious, 1,070 more words


From 2-28-17

An adult male lunged at me on the street, asking for money. It was late at night and I hurried away, absolutely noticing that I was the only woman on the street.

My hair is not your politics, it's how it grows out of my head.

This morning as I walked to work, minding my own business, listening to a podcast, I saw a black man approaching me with a raised fist. 702 more words


Cat calls with nuance

From artist Jess Fink, some commentary on the flavors of street harassment she has encountered.

First Person

Street story (3)

Walking back from the cinema,

It was really cold.

I have a fast cold walk,

The air gets in my bones so I walk almost leaning forward, 79 more words