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Catcalls | A Poem by JD DeHart

There is a current study
of the catcalls.
I have known about the voices
for years.
I have heard secret messages
screamed in cafeterias
and know about the downfall,
just slightly past the garden.
Some of us choose to be
walking weapons, gaping
maws of vituperation,
when we should wrap ourselves
in golden silence and rest
a while instead.


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