August 26, 1920, Passing of the 19th Amendment, Women's Right to Vote
He taught me men's weakness. He taught punches.
He held the punching bag while I practiced.
He didn't threaten to quit the force like
he did the other times he bailed me out.
His buddies always laughed at him. The cop
with the wife jailed for inciting riots.
At least I won't be arrested this time,
and I will walk without police escort.
I will walk in broad daylight with my friends
to the room with the opened voting box.
We will walk there in groups. We will hold signs
strategically at our sides to shield
us from flying fruit. Our skirts won't hinder
our progress up democracy's steps.
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