Second Marriage, or Lemon Chicken by Laura Foley

It begins at the Chinese place
on Spring Street,
our first date.
Though the dish looks good,
I cannot eat.
He scrapes my leftovers
to the sidewalk
for his patient old Lab,
waiting by the restaurant door.
I have that queasy, excited feeling,
when you know something
is about to happen.
 
~ from Night Ringing (Headmistress Press, 2016)