I’d steal you a skillet

by January 8, 2016 0 comments

You want to steal a cast iron skillet from Chili’s,
but you can’t till you’re married
per your family’s traditions,
so if I were to steal you a skillet,
I’d be proposing
amongst the crowded chairs and customers
of a chain restaurant,
which makes me wonder
if this poem is a proposal too.

– Emily Ramser

editors note:

A cast iron proposition for (someone’s) posterity. – mh clay

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