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was it her fault

Image by Concord90 from Pixabay

Did she ask for it?

was her skirt too short?

her top too tight?

too revealing?

did her eyes say yes, while she said no?

was it her fault because she had the nerve to be at that party?

or out alone?

or drinking?

Did she ask for it?

Did it make you feel like a big man?

to take what wasn’t yours?

to use fear and control and body parts as weapons?

Did she ask for it?

Did she want her life forever altered?

or was it You?

 

~Melanie Thomason

reblog see original here

 

 

 

 

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child prostitute

With that in mind I am re-blogging something I wrote in 2014.

 

Caged Butterfly from Deviant Art

Caged Butterfly from Deviant Art

innocence

lost,

stolen

and sold

a child

left sullied

and shamed

continue

the trade

’cause it is all

that they know

think it is all

they are good for..

are they really to blame?

then THEY are arrested

and charged as criminals?!

why

do we

victimize

the

victim?

why

do the headlines say

“Child Prostitute”

like it was their choice?

…insane

~Melanie Thomason

reblog from 2014

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Fair Trade

Image by Free-Photos from Pixabay

 

As children we are told tales of monsters

We learn to fear the unknown,

that otherness is bad

and blood is thicker than water

We’re taught that family is the most important thing

and that there is safety in numbers

But any child who has flailed helplessly to escape a brother’s grasp

or purchased sleep with rivers of tears

after enduring a thersitical mother’s ranting

or cried out under the blows from a father’s fists

knows that this is a fantasy

that being alone, that hiding

can sometimes save you

and that sometimes what is known

makes one long for distance

because what’s Out There

isn’t half as scary as home

Sometimes hanging at rope’s end

seems a fair trade for one’s turn at peace

~Melanie Thomason

3/02/2020

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Before her first kiss…

image from Pixabay

 

Before her first training bra

she wasn’t even beginning to need one…

Before her first period

she had only heard of Aunt Flo…

Before her first crush

she wasn’t even interested in boys…

Before her first boyfriend

Before her first kiss…

He shattered her childhood

and took away her innocence

Does that make her sullied?

Does that make her less?

Does that count as losing her virginity?

~Melanie Thomason

2/20/2020

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Victims

Victim 1: Thomas

“I’m here to report an assault.”

“Ok, sir, tell me what happened.”

Well I was at O’Malley’s Pub and John hauled off and punched me in the nose, he nearly broke it.”

“So this, John person, was a complete stranger to you?”

“Well no, officer, I knew him.”

“Oh, I see and how well did you know him?  Would you say you two were friends before this incident?”

“I guess you could say we were friends, at least I thought we were before he hit me.”

“Okay…and how is it that you came to see John this particular evening?”

Well we decided to go out and have a couple drinks and watch the game on the big screen, just like we did from time to time.”

“So, Thomas by your own account, you willingly went out with John to the pub and this was an ongoing relationship.  Right?”

“Yes”

“AND you were drinking alcohol.”

“Yes”

“So then you would have to agree you were a willing participant in the events.  You have to take responsibility for your actions you know.”


Victim 2: Richard

“Excuse me officer, I need to report a robbery.”

“I’ll be happy to assist you.  Tell me what happened.”

“I went to an ATM and this guy came up behind me and threatened to hurt me if I didn’t give him my money.”

“And did you?”

“What?”

“Did you give him your money?”

“Well yes, I did because I was afraid.”

“So you didn’t resist?  You didn’t fight back?”

“No, like I said I was afraid of what he might do so I just complied.”

“And when was this?”

“Late last night…well I guess you could say early this morning.”

“Well which is it?”

“It was around 2am.”

“What were you doing out at that time of night?”


Victim 3: Harrison

“I need some help officer, I was just sexually assaulted by a group of sorority sisters.”

“Hahaha,  good one.  What can I help you with?”

“No seriously, I was assaulted.” “Look, I took a picture of them with my cell phone.”

“You should be so lucky; I mean those girls could do much better than the likes of you.  Have you looked in the mirror?”

“Officer, I was violated and I want to file a complaint.  Can you please take this seriously?”

“Ok, ok, sir, simmer down.  (muttering under his breath ‘geez must be his time of the month’) So you are saying this just happened?”

“Yes!”

“And, this is what you were wearing?!”


Do you fine these scenarios ridiculous?  You should…they would never happen this way…

Do you find them infuriating? Callous? Alarming? Insulting?

Well you should, because ALL of these scenarios would play out this badly or worse if the Victims were Females who had be harassed, assaulted, beaten or raped.These are the exact kind of victim blaming questions that women have to deal with.

~Melanie Thomason

2/4/2020

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patchwork girl (haiku)

sins of her father
black swatches and blue ribbons
of mother’s neglect
she’s a patchwork girl
pieces stitched together by
vivid crimson thread
~Melanie Thomason
Reblog in honor of Blue Monday

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math and baggage

we are but travelers here

picking up a few souvenirs along the way

i know things don’t always go right

and so i write

ya see I’ve never been good at math

but when I feel like i have nothing left

it all adds up to you

there beside me,

slightly to the left

making me more than one

and i know that i have won

I am worthy of love after all

and that particular piece of baggage can be tossed aside

cause i no longer have need of it

~Melanie Thomason

 

 

 

 

 

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