Best Reacquainted Poems

I am a woman.
I may be small, but I stand tall.
I am not a little girl. 
Yes, I've been squashed, and quashed, and messed and bossed about. 
I've bowed down trying to hold my ground, and I've been psychologically tossed around, but not now.
Not anymore....

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I will see you Thursday, she says, all settled, without my answer.
Not needing it. She sells insurance. She is pushily confident.
I cringe, want to bail, but do not want her to stay another hour or two.
I have already wasted two hours saying no to more...

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