Prose Poetry: Hoot Hoot – 19/10/19

Hoot and holler, holler and hoot, they express their blatant approval as you walk past their scene. Where you are not viewed as a person, but an item, a beautiful thing to be objectified and admired without the understanding that you feel and express yourself too. Now you hoot and holler, toward them you shake your fist and call, standing up for yourself, you won’t take their disrespect at all. With surprise they lower their eyes, ashamed, awash with embarrassment, they should have known better, to perform their social role with the respect they’d been taught to express at home. 

 © 2019 Alice Well Art, Lauren M. Hancock also known as Alice Well. All rights reserved.

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(*Used Shutterstock image as a generalised drawing reference then altered.)


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