The Engine

We are the engine shining bright when we stop everything stops. Don’t slow down, don’t regress, society won’t like it, your mother in law won’t like it. Do the laundry, cook the food, cook his food that’s what you’re for. Men don’t do that that’s not what they do, I had in my ear. I did not know we were stuck in the dark ages. Shush your mouth and don’t complain do your work woman.

A brief glimpse by Rebecca


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