If I Had a Penny

A poem

“If I had a penny for every time some man’s unwanted attention made me want to disappear or at least shrink down, I could open a bank.” {Photo by Acton Crawford on Unsplash}

If I had a penny for every time some guy looked at me with lecherous eyes, or called me “shorty,” or took liberties with my personal space on a crowded train — If I had a penny for every time some man’s unwanted attention made me want to disappear or at least shrink down, I could open a bank.

If I had a thread for every man walking around with his pants riding underneath the crest of his butt so…