“I want to lick your pussy,”
He said in a disgusting whisper.
It was 2 in the afternoon,
In a relatively wide street.
I turned around,
And my body froze.
I wanted to vomit.
I was trying to let my anger take over,
So I could curse at him.
I turned to find his penis coming out of his pants,
And he was playing with it.
I stood in my place,
Unable to say anything.
I looked around,
And saw people around carrying on with their day.
I wasn’t sure if they could see him,
Or if it was just me.
I wanted to shout.
I want people to crowd around,
But I found myself walking quickly toward the metro.