Coffee
(We shared a cup of coffee
over the demise of our relationship
in an orange vinyl cafe)
As we drank to the bottom of the cup
I came to realize
I am the bitter mouthful left behind
and you, you are the grinds
Copyright © Meggan Rogalski | Year Posted 2006
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