we made breakfast sandwiches
so you could meet your mom.
we drank rosé from coffee cups, walking along the river.
wondering how we ended up here.
we sent messages –
There were so many.
where we were and where we were going and where we would be.
we met in Chicago.
the coast of washington.
detroit and culver city.
denver and dive bars.
the corners of tennessee and the main drag of the mission.
french quarter tourist traps,
museums in memphis and
doubletree hotels we wish we’d never known.
breweries and bridal showers
we said we should lose our virginity now-
we lost it later.
we saw each other at bonfires and said, I miss you.
can you believe it?
we got pregnant
we got IUDs.
we booked flights to cities we never expected to see.
we ate poutine
and chicken fingers
and protein bars
and pre natal vitamins.
we bought wine we couldn’t afford
and poured champagne we could.
we got our hearts broken
In dark and different ways than
how they crumbled when we were 22.
we didn’t always show up – we couldn’t.
we packed suitcases and bowls and we tried to see everyone we could.
we bought churches
and built bands and careers.
we made drinks and friends
and wrote songs and stories and broke phones and friendships
we tried to string together our new lives
a web across the states
spanning time zones and new worlds and different women and wives and husbands and heartache and daughters and doorways and we kept stretching the pants and the time and the string