Pretty Smile
by Alice V.
· 26/04/2026
Published 26/04/2026 08:21
The steam rose up, a thin white ghost.
She handed me the cup.
Said, "You have such a pretty smile."
I turned my head up,
away. The chipped ceramic rim
showed a brown line, thin.
It felt like something grim,
like that’s where the cracks begin.
I didn’t say thank you.
Just took the mug. What else to do?