#stop kavanaugh

Read this. Get angry. Be heartbroken. Because i was never allowed out alone without my brother. Because even now, i have to walk with my friends on campus. Because i was biking back to my dorm from a friends apartment, and got chased over 3/4s of the way back, and was told i shouldnt have been alone. Because i hung out with a guy friend i thought would never hurt me, and got raped. Because public safety has to send out warnings aimed at girls because so often after dark they get calls asking for escorts to their dorms "for convienence". Because i have 2 things of pepper spray and still dont feel safe alone at night. Because i can never leave food or drink alone. Because if i go anywhere i have to have a safety buddy just in case. Because my favorite time of day is at night, and i cant enjoy it without being in a group of girls. Because i check that my door and window are locked multiple times every night. Because my dorm sent an email telling us not to take our trash out at night because there are trees by the dumpster. Because i had class one day, and boys were asked what safety precautions they took when they went out at night, and they said NOTHING, while girls responses filled the entire board.

Read this and get angry, because women and girls everywhere should not have to be in a constant state of fear and apprehension and hypervigilace all day and all night. Read this and get angry because this isnt right. Read this and get angry, because its about time something changed.

Dr. Ford did not refuse to reply to a single question.

Kavanaugh dodged or demurred countless times.

Old men place

a rapist on an

altar and expect us

to bruise our

lips on his

claims of innocence.

He wants to

piss on a

God in which he

claims to

believe, denying

breath to

the suffocating.

His anger drips into

the laughter of a

bygone night, painting him

a devil to which

those who lifted him

into apotheosis still

relate.

The tears of every

victim are

lapped up with

split tongues and

then forgotten.

Out own

viruses were

placed in

power and we

lay, sick, on

beds of

stone as they

eat us

slowly with

symptoms of

locker-room banter and

the GOP just

look on so

it’s up to

us to

cure this:

shout, yell and

never