by Ruthie Hall

You tell me what you need,
supplies to buy your friends.
As you grill out,
chill out, 
and drink them under the table. 

But like my age, 
I've only got forty to fifty. 
I cross off the food I really need 
off your growing list. 
I'll get your buns, pork, candy, and ice. 

Baby, I'll even get
your overpriced, piss-taste beer. 
but I'm gonna get my olives, 
my tequila, and limes. 
You have your friends, 
And I have mine. 

This story originally appeared in the 2015 edition of Castings

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