I entered the stall and leaned against the wall for a second. I did not need to use the bathroom. I just needed to get away from her gaze. I wasn’t scared of her, no. She did not frighten me. I frightened myself with how my body responded whenever she looked at me. She looked at me like she could see me, into me. She looked at me like she could see my deepest darkest secrets and what I was …
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“Women and men; we still bleed red but we treat the other as inferior beings…” I looked up in time to watch her speak her closing remarks with indomitable confidence. She spoke about equity with so …