The weight of the world
rides on our shoulders
as we slip arms into shirts
sewn by Chinese women
in Shanghai factories.
Trendy labels sit comfortably
on our necks, stitched
into collars by mothers who
work seventy-hour weeks,
ten-hour days to buy the rice
to feed their families. Three
of those hours might buy
a pack of Chiclets as we pass
Walgreen's on our way
to shop for yet another shirt.
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