A Room For Two, by Marilyn Freedman

I would write a story about reversals. I’m so tired of the gender wars. You know how it is. She says “glass ceiling,” “double standard,” and “$.77 on the dollar.” He says, “biological clock,” “you can’t be tough,” and “breasts!” She says “patriarchy,” and he slinks away or says “damn right!”

I was going to call it “What Goes Around Comes Around.” Men fight to own all they see and keep it because once upon a time, women were on top. Brilliant!

But it all fell apart. Women gave and shared, nurtured and complemented. It was interdependence.

Patriarchy, she sighed.