A Grocery List for You

(I wish I had a receipt to write it on. Perhaps then the romance of this act would be more romantic.)
          ★ From the butcher counter—
                    ○ Two ribeyes, one for me, and one for the cat in that window on Christopher St.
                    ○ Chicken bones to boil for stock. There’s a long winter coming.
          ★ From the pharmacy—
                    ○ Advil. Living with you is intolerable.
                    ○ Your anti-depressants
          ★ From the florist—
                    ○ Yellow roses. Oh, how you hate yellow roses!
          ★ From the liquor store—
                    ○ Bourbon and beer. I want to vomit. I want you to clean it up.
          ★ From the bakery—
                    ○ Day-old bread. I have an affinity for discarded things.

Do not take too long. I’ll be home soon. Your sister is coming for dinner. You know how she hates lateness.

I love you.

          ★ From the butcher counter—