I Stare at Men on My Commute

My own tiny feminist rebellion to subvert men’s expectations.

Photo by Amanda Dalbjörn on Unsplash

I ride my bike to and from work every day. It’s a half hour each way, and I am blessed with a gorgeous, wide bicycle path for most of it. I’m writing this in May, and I’m reflecting on the abundance of wildflowers that populate the embankments, and how beautiful it is.