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The Economics of Home

All those girls in below­the­knee length skirts, the outcasts,
pressed against the desks, nobody's partner,
nobody's confidante
except the angel Moroni,
or a widowered minister father.

What a friend we have in Jesus!
sang the tall blonde girl,
to our wincing horror,
at try­outs for chorus
where she stood at the back
her whole life­the back bleacher, back row of the sixth grade photo;
and the only place she ever shone was in
Home Economics.


Liz Rosenberg

This poem appears in the Poetry Journal
Premiere Generation Ink. Volume 2 Number 1


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