a picture
from her phone of
the flat tire
on her car.
no words, no explanation,
no, i'm sorry but i won't
be able to
make it tonight.
no apology whatsoever.
just the picture of
a black tire
flat as a pancake in someone's
driveway.
i send her a picture
of a roasted
chicken, with small
potatoes
and green beans,
and a bottle of red wine.
chocolate mousse
in ramekins. then
me with a fork
in hand
by candlelight.
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