Dime a Dozen
(A guy told me today with total confidence that for women, men are a dime a dozen. That has never been my experience which inspired me to pen this piece.)
I could have collected empty soda cans
from the side of the road and cashed them in
They were worth five cents apiece back then
I only needed two for that dime to buy
a dozen men’s time and attention
sparing myself those Saturday nights
wasting away in my room reading
as I listened to old records or the radio
or sitting at a table alone as other girls
danced held in the arms of a guy
I didn’t know they had purchased
for less than a single penny
I could have had a whole harem
if in the winter I had shoveled snow
I had nothing else to do and nowhere to go
Copyright © Angela Douglas | Year Posted 2022
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