“The Ladies of the Hour”, “Yawn” and “Not Yours”

Poetry Issue Nine by Annie Burdick

The Ladies of the Hour The ladies sit in rigid chairs, hands crossed in skirt-covered laps. A silent room made loud by expectations. Miss Understanding smiles [knowingly] but never speaks. She fears the labels- foolslutbitchuselesswoman- but can’t live with the judgement. Miss Take quietly steals bagels and donuts from the untouched serving trays sitting in the back of the room. Miss Behavior watches and frowns, though secretly envious and so hungry. Miss Interpret thinks she knows everything about them. But doesn’t see any of the secrets the women keep locked …

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