at the supermarket.
i've never seen anyone so happy.
so chipper
and full of life.
she's wearing a silky
yellow dress
with a pillbox hat.
her cart is full of lobster
and caviar.
filet mignon. wine from
the south of France.
hey, i say to her, putting a jar
of Jiffy peanut butter into my cart
alongside a box of popcorn
and a can of Spam.
how are you, she asks.
all well? done with therapy?
did your wrists heal up okay?
yeah, yeah. great great.
i hold up my arms to show
her the scars.
and how are you? i ask.
oh me, business is booming on
account of the virus lockdown,
not to mention same sex marriages
are legal now.
I just bought a boat and a new
car. always wanted a
Lamborghini. looking at property
in the Hamptons.
so what about you? getting
married again, i hope.
back on the dating sites?
that's funny, very funny.
so funny i forgot to laugh.
but good to see you.
i need to get some bread.
which way is the day old?
no idea, she says. toodle loo.
have to run, have reservations
at the Palm tonight, new client.
don't give up on finding that new
love again, she says, throwing
a slab of Chilean sea bass into her cart.
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