WHEN WE’RE OLD IN A CAVE AND LIGHTING FIRES/
DIANA SALIER

you walked in the door   i sharpened all my pencils.  

i wrote this grocery list  with you in mind —

peanut butter eggs bacon mustard brown rice.

i’ve been training  to be your lover since the first grade.

i make the best trades. you will never go hungry. i can turn lunchables ham into pudding cups for weeks.

i would throw a dodgeball at anyone who stole your bicycle.

i changed our entries on ancestry.com  so now we are fraternal twins separated at birth.

you can stay the night in my tree house after giving your verbal consent – a simple YES will suffice.

there are so many songs  i wish i’d written 

and when we’re old in a cave and lighting fires in our slippers,

i’ll write them for the first time and play you a series

of new old songs