Nikki Kim // BREAK FREE

She’s plastic.

A toy.

A plaything.

A Barbie.

 

1955:

She’s in the kitchen

making dinner.

 

She dreams;

a politician

a doctor

a scientist.

No,

they tell Her.

 

2016:

She’s walking down the street.

Eyes following Her every move.

 

She’s in her office.

She looks at Him,

making twice as much,

working half

Her hours.

 

What was she

wearing?

Why was she

out that late?

Questions

She can’t answer.

He haunts her

dreams.

 

She’s in a cage,

broken

while He’s free.   

 

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