And, You Boss?

Do you feel seen?

I don’t always feel seen?

Can you see me?

Am I not just as solid as this table?

Is my voice lost?

Is my sex wrong?

When will be my time?

Hello, I am here.

I’m at a fast food for lunch,

The man behind the counter asked me what I wanted in my tacos.

To my husband, he said:

“And you, Boss?”

Boss!

Why is he boss?

Why don’t I look like ‘the boss’?

I make all the decisions,

I pay all the bills.

I know all the passwords,

I solve all the problems.

I remember all the birthdays.

I even buy and wrap all the presents,

and graciously sign his name.

I make the errand lists…

the shopping list…

the meals.

I do the laundry…

the dishes…

clip the coupons for deals.

I know when vaccines are due

when bills are to be paid,

and when apologies are not enough.

But he is called boss…

by a stranger, serving up fresh mex

… And you, Boss?