Invisible Women

Women & Names 5

That cunt down the hall, we call her cunt. We say it without shame. We say it like it means vagina. And that cunt down the hall, when we call her cunt, her shoulders rise up and swallow her head, and after a little while, they fold back down and her face is all red. Her ears pulse. We could dance to their beat, but that would be rude. It is, after all, our fault that she is a cunt. Before we called her that, this never happened. We made her this way. We made her insecure.