Not Your Piece of Meat

This one doesn’t flirt. It corrects.

“Not Your Piece of Meat.”

Because we are not here to be stared at. Not here to be sized up. Not here to be reduced to something consumable.

We are not your eye candy. Not your side dish. Not your ego boost.

We are whole. We are sovereign. We are not public property.

This piece is for the women who are tired of being touched without permission, talked over, talked about, or minimized to something easier to digest.

You don’t get to claim us. You don’t get to frame us. You don’t get to own anything about us.

Soft, relaxed, and made to be thrown on without a second thought — because the statement is already loud enough.

Wear it when someone looks a little too long. Wear it when someone tries to “compliment” you into a box. Wear it when you need the reminder that your body, your presence, and your power are not up for negotiation.

We ain’t yours.

And we never were.