Flight WY338 to Muscat

I wondered why I was the only woman
in the airport
going through customs
there were two lines, one for men
       and one for women
like parked-cars on the highway
stretched out to infinity
hundreds of men stood waiting

but I walked right by them all

I feel like a bird in an ocean of fish
in the waiting area- flooded
the telecom announces flight WY388 to Muscat
the sea of faces rise
I sit with five women watching--
a man from India says, "they are going to drill oil"

but all I can think about are their wives and children
and fish out of water