The Last Time

we had money
we bought waffles and pancakes
and three dollar coffees.

I bought new shoes
that were shiny and wore cufflinks
when we went to
the great little Indian restaurant
that is now closed.

You wore the pearl earrings
I bought you,
and we drove to
New Orleans on a whim.

I got powdered sugar
on my good shirt eating beignets
at the Café du Monde
in the French quarter
and listened to the sax players
compete around Jax Square.

We had crawfish in Mobile
and I don’t even know
where they came from.

These days I keep a running total
in my head as I put
items in the buggy at Publix,
the last time we had money
I just threw everything in.