She talks about her ardent belief
in the importance of social equality,
on the school run to drop off her kids
at their expensive private school.

‘’Sisters are doing it for themselves’’
she later maintains, before dividing up
(between herself and the female maid)
the cooking, cleaning, cooking, cleaning,

For her kids and husband, whose ‘’good’’ job
pays for their two fancy cars
their big house in the suburbs
and her slim-fit size eight clothes

(For her, the worse possible fate
would be to put on weight,
she warns her daughters
against this horror constantly.)

During coffee after her yoga class,
she talks up her bohemian, free-spirited ways
while desperate to maintain a tight grip
on everything around her

Later, lying down in her colourful prints
and ethnic jewellery, she tries to articulate
to her expensive psychiatrist

why something feels amiss.