hanging from the banana hanger
or whatever the hell people put bananas on
in a kitchen. 

We were gonna make 
banana bread, remember? 

We’d gone to Aldi
right down the street. 

We got the flour,
the baking powder,
the baking soda,
the vanilla extract,
the butter, 
and the chocolate chips. 

You already had the salt
and eggs at home.

I was gonna bring sprinkles
from my ice cream shop
because you wanted to add
a bit of whimsy. 

Of course we had to wait
for the bananas to ripen first. 

We must have left
the relationship at the store.

The bananas are finally ready, though.