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Rain Drops and Coffee Stains: A Poem for Cozy Days
Rain Stains Somewhere between chin on hands, elbows on table and the rattle and whistle of the world’s kitchen, I breath coffee. And know. I exist. Somewhere between the dream of I will and the thought of I want, I snort sugar. And laugh. I walk. Somewhere between the bedroom dance of nine o’clock dark …