American Woman
She screams out loud therapy without a doctor. She computers all day making money and cries in public restrooms. She mothers all night feeding, dressing, caring for kids husband home. No time for Tom Robbins or Mr. Bubble baths. She knows the feminist talk, oppression unwanted cat calls and lower pay. She knows the family talk, money love time Christmas presents, kids games and concerts, college tuition, their tug-o-war in her head. She questions am I woman am I wife am I me neither both all? She does as she’s told boss husband government John Gray Audre Lorde Elle. She speaks when spoken to manners manners manners please thank you right away sir ma’am your highness. She wears their fashionable clothes hobbling shoes died hair. At night she rocks and writhes then gets up in the morning.