"When my brother said that he
was tired of hearing about feminism,
I told him that I was tired
of..."
“When my brother said that he
was tired of hearing about feminism,
I told him that I was tired
of hearing about women dying
in the middle of the street
because they had the strength
to say no to what they knew
they did not long for. He tells me
that maybe if they were not
outside on that day, walking down
the road in that moment, maybe
none of that would have happened.
So I tell him that when
I go to run errands on a Sunday,
to get milk and sugar for our coffee
and some man who is fed up
with hearing the word “no”,
touches my skin and says to me that he
just wants a chance, did I deserve
to be pushed down, to be beaten,
to be told that I am the reason
that there is so much evil in the world,
just because I wouldn’t give him
a moment to change my mind?
My brother looks at me
with sympathy in his eyes,
and I can see the understanding
forming beneath his mouth
when he says to me
that he never thought about it
in that way, and that he
never understood before now
why so many women are so afraid
of walking down the road
in the reveling sunlight.
So I tell him that he didn’t
have to think at all, but to
remember the next time he is
walking near a woman that he
desires that if she wants to
look the other way, don’t keep
moving yourself into her
sight, but to let her look at
the sky with the feeling
of deserved safety.”
- "I’m tired too," - Colleen Brown
was tired of hearing about feminism,
I told him that I was tired
of hearing about women dying
in the middle of the street
because they had the strength
to say no to what they knew
they did not long for. He tells me
that maybe if they were not
outside on that day, walking down
the road in that moment, maybe
none of that would have happened.
So I tell him that when
I go to run errands on a Sunday,
to get milk and sugar for our coffee
and some man who is fed up
with hearing the word “no”,
touches my skin and says to me that he
just wants a chance, did I deserve
to be pushed down, to be beaten,
to be told that I am the reason
that there is so much evil in the world,
just because I wouldn’t give him
a moment to change my mind?
My brother looks at me
with sympathy in his eyes,
and I can see the understanding
forming beneath his mouth
when he says to me
that he never thought about it
in that way, and that he
never understood before now
why so many women are so afraid
of walking down the road
in the reveling sunlight.
So I tell him that he didn’t
have to think at all, but to
remember the next time he is
walking near a woman that he
desires that if she wants to
look the other way, don’t keep
moving yourself into her
sight, but to let her look at
the sky with the feeling
of deserved safety.”
- "I’m tired too," - Colleen Brown
Published on May 27, 2014 10:27
No comments have been added yet.
Colleen Brown's Blog
- Colleen Brown's profile
- 8 followers
Colleen Brown isn't a Goodreads Author
(yet),
but they
do have a blog,
so here are some recent posts imported from
their feed.

