Stones
by Padmini Krishnan
They watch her
with scorn, amusement,
and laughter.
She is too quiet.
Why doesn’t she laugh,
talk, joke or shout?
they whisper,
but loud enough for
her to hear.
She finds a stone in
her shoe.
She is too talkative,
too loud and flirts,
they condemn.
She finds more stones
in her shoes.
The perpetrators are
not men,
but women who pull
down
their kind.
They throw more stones
every day
until she staggers
and finds it
unbearable,
but she never falls.
Now she has learned to
throw
the stones away and
walk with her head
high
whereas her gossipers
look for a new victim
with hands full of
stones.
* * * * *
Padmini Krishnan
writes haiku, poetry and short stories. Her recent work has appeared in Bleached
Butterfly, Terror House Magazine, Balloon Lit. Journal and Proletaria.
She blogs in https://call2read.wordpress.com/
But some poor bastard man will still catch hell for making the stone-hurlers jealous by smiling at her. Both genders have some 'splainin' to do. Thanks for the piquant elucidation.
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