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MARCH 8

MARCH 8BY MAUREEN MUSE

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Still fountain water dyed red; a symbol of blood spilled, reflected by the afternoon sun. Sitting high, gripping the thin metal edge, carefully looking backwards to over 50,000 women moving forward.

March 8, 2020. Women’s Day. Mexico City.

Boots hit the ground. A veiled face, clad in black descends swiftly and dips into the ocean of bodies.

Tenia 7 anos y la mataron. She was 7 years old and she was killed, written on the city walls. 7 years old.

Smash the advertisements. Spit in the lattes. Destroy the surveillance cameras. Burn the skyscrapers.

Bang the cross walks.

Today come out and meet in the streets.

7 years old. Seven years! Murdered.

And tomorrow the streets are still. Walking to work past unrecognizable faces that belong to the eyes. Eyes under black fabric. Eyes watching. Ready to take back what is theirs.

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