I had a conversation with mum last night about the 97% statistic.
We shared stories. Listened with understanding. Distressing tales of sexual harassment. Her experiences hit me hard.
Unwanted hands on intimate places. Prolonged stares used to scare. Words spoke to humiliate and belittle. Bodies exposed to unwilling eyes. Fleshy morose images scorched into her consciousness.
Watched. Followed. Groped. Violated.
It’s hard to stomach.
Hard to shake that feeling of distress when the man sitting opposite you on the train licks his lips and grabs his crotch.
Hard not to feel the violence behind his eyes.
It’s strange to share these memories with mum.
But nice to express the anger.
Imogen Lang / @imogenlang
'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 firstname.lastname@example.org.
Images by Emily Mort.