The Virtual Vigil: 97%




i learnt to be afraid of men as soon as my dad told me how to hold my keys on walks home

when i learnt no didn't mean no

when i got rewards for the gazes cast upon me

when i

wore a skirt that my teacher deemed too short

when i

wore a top that my abuser deemed too adult

when i

didn't know how to say no

couldn't or

didn't think it was an option

when i got called frigid, to when i’ve been called a whore cunt bitch slag


it ain't safe to be as free as they think we are

and my bravado is louder than anyone's

and my walk and demeanour doesn't scream vulnerability

but my existence as a woman is so loud

it attracts the sight of every eye for miles

every step forward helps to flee from their indoctrinated contempt of us

every step back’s cautionary but fair

we don't know you won't do to us

what other men before you did




Rowen Jones / @wedi_blin0




'The Virtual Vigil' is a series of perspectives, emotions and poems written in response to the current political climate. As a feminist art collective we want to use our space to empower the voices of those affected by gender based violence. In doing so, we hope to challenge existing narratives and teach men that they have a collective responsibility to speak up and call out inappropriate and violent behaviours. If you would like to take part in our virtual vigil, please feel welcome to email us at submissions@cherrygalz.org.



Images by Emily Mort.