Supper is:
one and a half
peanut butter and jelly sandwiches
with the crusts cut off
blueberries, in one bowl
and lemonade from
leaded crystal wine glasses
We eat off a tray in the living room
curled up in faded fabric and
stuffing worn down into grooves
with age and at least five
owners
and giggle, because we can.
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