To boys:

We know we are beautiful

There is no need to yell it at us

Your “compliments” on the street do not flatter us.

“What are you doing later baby?”

Nothing with you, that’s for sure.

Have you no self-control?

We deserve more than a whistle from a car window or a wink from a gas station worker.

We are not cats; please do not call us kitten or baby.

We do not appreciate your sexual assault on the street.

Do not eye me up; I am not an object, a sculpture.

I am a piece of art though, just not for your viewing.

Keep your hands to yourself,

Do not touch me.

Keep your eyes and hands off me.

Keep your compliments to yourself.

We know we are beautiful