[Spoken Words] Someone Grabbed My Chest
One afternoon a person I know grabbed my chest told me to cover it and don't be a showcase I dodged his hand moving towards me demanded his immediate apology But he said sorry because I was angry not for invading my body He held my back towards him to denotes that we're fine but I am not. Because it wasn't the joke that is rubbish But without my consent, the touch is a wrong choice. I choose not to fear I shouted to make it clear It is never your business to comment on my body and be a fashion police You may see a woman with burqa or bikini or me with a tuxedo or naked in the city fat, athletic, or skinny from all spectrum of sexuality Don't teach us what to wear But teach your brain to be aware this is my right to express and not your chance to oppress - Bandung, December 11, 2018 Picture is taken from Sea School of Embodiment