—A cocktail for when someone else’s grief leaks into your glass and you drink it anyway.
It wasn’t yours, the weight you felt.
But still, the ice began to melt.
A flavor not quite born of you,
But echo knows what echo’s due.
The Scotch came first, all smoke and bone,
A hearth still warm from someone gone.
Then port arrived, in velvet red,
The taste of things someone else said.
The stir was slow. The cube was clean.
But in the mix,
a half-seen scene.
You sipped. And though the glass was clear,
The weeping wasn’t yours… my dear.
And when you asked, “Whose glass was this?”
The silence answered with a kiss.
So drink what sorrow leaves behind.
The bleed is soft.
But never kind.
📜 Bleedover Effect – The Recipe
- 1½ oz Single Malt Scotch (peat optional, memory required)
- ¾ oz Ruby Port
- 1 dash Chocolate Bitters
- Garnish: Dried rose petal or a sliver of dark chocolate—barely intact
Instructions:
Stir gently over ice as if not disturbing a memory. Strain into a rocks glass over a single cube. Garnish with something meant for someone else.