Named for Royalty
My mother named me Mafalda Yolanda Margherita
the names of all the King’s daughters. I just hated it.
There I was sewing buttons on cardboard squares,
40 cents for 144 named for royalty.
I remember the shop I went to for my first job.
It was down some steps on South St., like a dungeon.
All the girls at the machines were wearing
their underwear and skimpy blouses. I was so proud
of my diploma how smart I was and all the floor
man wanted was to see me in my underwear.