First Scrape
by clippedtrust
· 23/01/2026
Published 23/01/2026 16:33
Neighbor's kitchen.
Yellow square of light
punches the pre-dawn.
A sound, thin and bright.
Spoon against ceramic.
Slow, steady.
Each stroke a small decision.
Ready.
My own coffee, black.
Stillness.
The sound repeats,
a private witness.