You can look
but you can’t touch
no matter how bad
no matter how much
your desperation
seeps through your pores
this kind of fine
it will never be yours
you talk about worship
and you know how to please
you know that worships what
you do on your knees
you talk about innocence
and sanctity
you seem to think you want to
protect me
but – I make my choices
and live my my code
and what I am
you can never erode
you say that trouble’s
going to rain down on me
I’m better safe
than I am being free
each time you say it
you’re wrong, just like before
now hold you tongue in while I
slutwalk out of your door.
Shona. In Focus.
I've got it coming to me.
Shona. In Focus. 
Rzzzzzz! Love that shit – you are speaking for me, sistah!
This is so forceful and emphatic. I love the way you declare, girl. You’re a real poet.
An independent woman. Better to die on your feet than to live on your knees. I like that.
I’m better safe
than I am being free
I’m glad you realize how untrue that is!
Oh wow. You sum up a whole sector of the male psyche right there. Wonderful!!!
You’d totally rock a slutwalk. Being a slut and all.
It’s really good to read a strong assertive woman asserting herself.
Good to see you sticking to your guns. Your work never fails to fascinate
Walk that walk, slutgal! You’re really getting to a singular vision for your wokr – congrats!
That’s great, Shona – there’s real power in these words.
Yeah, you hammer that shot. You are flying a flag for assertive women and women who choose to grow as poets.
You’re a total hardass, S.
I’d slutwalk with you any day soul sistah!
Yow. That’s nasteee and I like it!
So good to find you here – and so good to see you haven’t lost your sense of nastee!
ROCK and roll!