by Sophie Ulin, Staff Writer
Illustrated by Summer Cushman
To be pure Clean Innocent Untouched Because if you had been If someone had touched you Your innocence would dissipate Your girlhood They will try to blame you But believe me when I say It is not your fault Now, No one will touch you No one wants you You are now dirty No longer innocent No longer desirable But don’t blame the world For she didn’t mean to hurt you She isn’t in charge “People are just being people” No “Boys will be boys” God no “She was asking for it” Please God no “Did you see what she was wearing?” She is only 7 A child. She is only 18 A teenager. She is only 32 An adult. She is only 58 A grandmother. At what age is she no longer asking for it? When is she really Truly Safe? Safe from your watching eyes? Safe from the chase That you force her to take part in? Shouldn’t her girlhood keep her safe? Girlhood means to not be a woman To not be adult To not be developed Can we just let her grow? Let her flourish? Let her thrive? Let her live in her innocence? Until she decides she is ready. Why can we not just let girlhood be?