The Sky Is My Garden
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
The Last Cup
Love, I found the last of your coffee cups—set in far corner and forgotten. I slowly rubbed the lipstick traces from the brim with a washcloth, wiped the cup dry, and then threw the cup in the trash.
--Mitchell Hegman
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