Day 18 (and others)

Ode to my latte,
sweet caffeine dream of the morn.
Love brewed in a cup.

 

Day 17

1 table, 8 loves
all seen in moments of birth
eat, drink, know, be known

 

Day 16

So white here, I say.
He laughs, my new-met other
color word brother.

 

Day 15

Though unnatural
for April, ice, remember,
holds stored nourishment.

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