#Poetry Wed: “Social Contract” by Rachel Willems

“The politeness, not leaving any butter in the jam,
or jam in the butter, or shoes in the hall.
Not leaving any residue of who did what. Not leaving,
for that matter. One glass of wine while I make dinner,
while I rub our cut of salmon with honey and salt,
you read me the news—our division of labor…”

Read the rest of the poem at The London Magazine.