You can please some people, but then, don’t change.
when I only kissed girls
I was accused of being a man-hater
when I could braid the hair under my arms
broke disposable razors on my legs
I was called earthy-crunchy
when I decided to major in women studies
I became a bra burner
when I interrupted men
demanded my turn
I was a bitch
when I cared about gay men
contracting HIV
and dying of AIDS
I was told I had been co-opted
when I didn’t laugh at
sexist/homophobic/racist/antisemitic jokes
they called me a killjoy
when I insisted on being inter-sectional
I was labeled a radical
when I fell in love with a man
I was marked a traitor
when I married him and had children
I was a sellout
when I insisted that we did not live
in a post-feminist world
I was called a dinosaur
when I started to speak truth about
rape, sexual abuse, and harassment
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