A PanAfricanist Queer Womanist Collective
Letter to myself, a sex worker in Bulawayo:
What kind of a creature are you?
You are given different names
You are labelled a dog, bitch, whore
And yet you survive.
You chose your career just like anyone working
You are paid for your services just like anyone working
You dress according to your work just like anyone working
You have an office to work from just like anyone working
You are found in streets, night clubs, pubs, hotels
By those who call you names
It takes two to tango.
I respect you sex worker
They say you are not educated and yet you are
You know how to use your gold mine
How to maintain it
Yet those who are educated want it dry
You are a pleasure engineer
You give pleasure to those who are sexually starved
You are a heroine because you stand and fight for your rights
I respect the way you stand up for yourself
And the way you respect and love your work
Forward with your work and who you are
Stand up and shout
You are special
You have the right to work just like anyone else
You are a human being who needs to be protected just like anyone else
You are someone unique
You are a sex worker!
Special thanks to The Sexual Rights Centre for sharing this with us.