I work ten hours for eight hours pay.
“That’s better than double that for none!”
My husband won’t believe I’ve left his employ.
It hurts him I should serve all these tables
Italian food to strange men.
He wonders why I never served him
with such civility.
Perhaps you have changed.
I want you back.”
He observes my room above my work is dark.
It is dark,
But it’s mine and private.
I have changed. That’s why I won’t go back.
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