reading in the wake
a counter.
a cortado.
a book that doesn’t let you look away.
the sugar on the pastry barely held. like the light outside—thin, unsure.
there are days when survival is this: coffee warm, pages open, grief in the margins.
a counter.
a cortado.
a book that doesn’t let you look away.
the sugar on the pastry barely held. like the light outside—thin, unsure.
there are days when survival is this: coffee warm, pages open, grief in the margins.