Black Coffee.

October 12, 2014

I drank my coffee black this morning.
I needed something bitter to shock myself awake.
It was better than the taste of you leaving.
It still didn’t help me come to grips that you were gone.

I should be sorry.

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©2017 by Marshall Bruno.

Image of Marshall With Bruises was makeup done by Libby Battista.

She did not punch him.

Black Coffee.