The fear of rape keeps women off the streets at night. Keeps women at home. Keeps women passive and modest for fear that they be thought provocative.
We have not passed that subtle line between childhood and adulthood until we move from the passive voice to the active voice; that is, until we have stopped saying ‘It got lost,’ and say, ‘I lost it.’
We cannot withdraw our cards from the game. Were we as silent and as mute as stones, our very passivity would be an act.
Sitting is being crippled.