Danielle Estelle Ramsay
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After the coked out man waiting for his coffee looks me up and down like a nice slab of meat at the butcher shop, he does me the small favor of checking my ring finger. The light in his eyes flickers like a forgotten candle and he bemoans my marriage in a voice like a deflated balloon.
My committment to another man has depreciated my value as though I were a new car recently driven off the lot.
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Good Business
After the coked out man waiting for his coffee looks me up and down like a nice slab of meat at the butcher shop, he does me the small favor of checking my ring finger. The light in his eyes flickers like a forgotten candle and he bemoans my marriage in a voice like a deflated balloon.
My committment to another man has depreciated my value as though I were a new car recently driven off the lot.
We have an extended conversation about how all the attractive women are taken and whether or not I have a sister or a cousin or a friend.
When he leaves my supervisor tells me I handled it well, like a jockey with an unbroken horse.
American womenhood is tango lessons you didn't sign up for and trust me no one cares that you don't like dancing anyway.
And besides he left a 5 dollar tip and in this economy well that, that's just good business.
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