If I Were A Woman
/In a French movie,
I’d ride a bike down
a cobblestone street,
narrow enough that the men
in outside cafes would drop
warm croissants as I passed,
the wind lifting my skirt
to show laced panties,
and I would smoke
my cigarette and laugh.
But I’m a woman
who lives in jeans.
not in a French movie.
I don’t smoke cigarettes,
and I’m as sexy
as a concrete street.
By Nolcha Fox
From: United States
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