When I walk at night night I walk alone.

Nothing to to distract me from my inner thoughts.

No one to disturb my inner pease.

No cars to watch me struggle with him.

No pedestrians to hear me yell no, stop, leave me alone.

No witness to call the police.

No one to help me, even though I’m a Transwoman.

No one to help me fight back, I fought back.

No way I was going to do the things he wanted me to do.

No way I was going to let him continue to punch me into submission.

When I threw him against a brick wall and got away, I started walking the day.