Tuesday, January 24, 2017

Tuesday Slice: And so I marched

My heart has been heavy since November
My brow furrowed with every regressive soundbite
My head filled with worry

And so I marched.

I have seen the spectrum of public education
Working in its halls, the drab and the shiny
Witnessing the challenges and the triumphs

And so I marched.

I have seen the news reports
Of earthquakes begotten of fracking
Glaciers melting, treasured national parks up for sale

And so I marched.


I have seen the intrusion of government
Come between my doctor and my body
Politicians who think they know better than me and my caregivers

And so I marched.

I have listened to friends and family in love
Worried about their legal attachments
Their right to share lives and homes and children

And so I marched.

I have paid the pink tax
Worked longer and earned less
Had to subject my name to my husband's on a bank account

And so I marched.


I have been subjected to uninvited sexual comments
And listened as colleagues put up with the same
Walked to my car with my keys jutting between my fingers

And so I marched.

I have heard my friends' stories
Of abuse, assault, rape
Scars that years of therapy can't erase

And so I marched.

Surrounded by fifty thousand beacons of hope,
 love, change, resistance
My heart lighter, my eyes brighter

Because I marched.



Text and photos copyright 2017 by Christine Margocs


2 comments:

  1. Best. Post. Read. Sharing? Oh, yeah!

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  2. Yes! This is how I felt on the march in NYC as well. Beautifully put!

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