My girls say things like let’s grab coffee
and go for a walk / thanks for letting me complain /
we’re such old ladies / no, we’re just old souls /
okay, so I don’t have breast cancer,
but— / can I be a bitch for a minute? /
I found a recipe for gluten-free lavender scones,
we should try them this weekend /
I’m having some regret over my marriage /
do you remember when we saw
that blood-red moon and it was so huge
and we thought the world was ending? /
I think I might hate my job / I think
I might have a date with a girl
this weekend / we should just move
to Maine and open a B&B,
that would be the dream /

off the front porch there would be asters
and coneflowers pom-pomming the path
all the way to the beach /
we would grow old, still creaking on
about our antique hearts /
and we could grab a coffee /
go for a walk