He said let’s talk,
she entered the room.
He touched her,
she said STOP.
She blocked him from kissing her,
as she tried blocking him from
touching her.
The more she said STOP,
the more aggressive he got.
STOP.
PLEASE. STOP.
Those words went unheard.
She fell to her knees,
hoping he’d STOP.
He would unzip,
she’d zip as she still pleaded,
asking him to,
STOP.
He pushed her to the bed,
she curled into a ball,
hoping,
he’d STOP as she
continued asking him to STOP.
He unbuckled her belt as she
tried to block him.
He overpowered her.
Both pulling and tugging at her
underwear as her cries for him
to STOP still,
went unheard.
She STOPPED hoping that he’d STOP.
He didn’t.
She fell to the floor,
screaming out his
name, asking him to STOP.
He then began to say,
look at me, look at me!
How could she as she managed
to fix her clothes.
I’m sorry I’m sorry,
I’m not going to rape you,
he said after he STOPPED.
Arnittress Dowdy 