5. Sunday Coffee & Second Chances

Was it strained? Us? Will we ever happen? The kettle screamed at the brightness of Sunday Is that calmness due to comfort Or because it got awkward? Two of coffee and sugar each into two cups. This was how things felt with us.  Poured water into each cup. Was it going to end? The swirling... Continue Reading →

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