I spent my
grocery money
for the week at
the dispensary.

After I picked up my order
I took myself out to lunch
at the Mexican restaurant
my ex and I used to frequent
almost daily.
We’d spend too much
on shots of tequila and
beer and tip
really well.
The greeter said,
Hi amiga! How have you been?
It’s been awhile!
I smiled and told him
I moved out of town.
I got my usual,
beautiful Al pastor tacos
and a Dos Equis with lime.
I ate and drank slowly
listening to the families
chat around me.
Then my beer was almost empty
and I was feeling good,
so I knew it was time to go.