Cat calls from rooftops and perving from cars, wandering hands, in clubs and in bars. Pawed at on pavements, on holidays walking, harassed in the pub where I sit with friends talking. He gets aggressive when I ask him to go, but I never asked for his company you know. Groped at on stairs that …
She lost herself in tumbling streets, beside canals lit with fireflies flickering like stars. She walked among couples, hand in hand, whispering the secrets of the chosen into ears, and necks, and lips. She lost herself in alleyway bars, with milk-crate stools, and tumblers of warm amber that burnt away the memories of another’s touch. …