I love the simplicity
of a late night walk.
I just need to remember:
My keys, to hold between my fingers
My pepper spray
A flashlight
My cell phone, fully charged.
Running shoes with tight laces
A knife
And my ID just in case
they need to identify my body.
That’s all.
So simple walking at night
as a woman.
WOW–master of irony: you are speaking to me.
Thank you!
Here in Canada you’re not allowed to carry pepper spray, but bear spray is allowed, which demands a larger purse…
Ah so powerful. The entire poem, and the ending. Loved it. Thank you.
Thank you so much!