Not A Domestication Girl

She can’t stand
sitting in four walls
any longer

while I cashier
for low pay,
and come home
to reminisce on my degree
and watch her clipped wings bleed
until grad school starts at Howard.

i feel
all i can do is kiss her goodbye,
and come back to watch her
bleed more
when temp services don’t come thru.

I feel
this is about to change
soon.