Our Poet today is Rossana D’Antonio
written by Rossana D’Antonio
I have to go to dinner tonight.
We are meeting the Rubin’s – Alan and Adele,that is.
Technically, we are family. And we will meet them for dinner.
After 5 years, they finally asked to meet us for dinner.
You see, although we are family, we have never shared a birthday or high holidays or a cup of coffee. We have never shared a hello, how are you, welcome to the family.
We have never shared.
So simple yet so complex. Adele blames me for the demise of Freddie’s marriage.
In her eyes, I was the other woman that broke up their perfect existence.
Except there was no such perfect existence.
There was simply an existence.
And I came along and added a tangential existence.
She’s never actually said all this. She’s never said anything to me.
The other woman. It’s not a role I think I deserve.
Alan called a few weeks ago and casually said Adele was ready.
As I heard the words travel from the speakerphone I thought, ready? Ready for what?
Adele is finally ready and we must all now go to dinner, be a family, and share in long overdue beginnings?
What about me? Am I ready? No one’s asked me. What will we talk about?
What have you been up to these last five years?