The Froth and the Fury
–—haunting, the ghostly in-between that leaves you half-awake, half-asleep, and wholly unsatisfied. You asked for half, you got the ghost,A shadow cup,…
The Froth and the Fury
–—a tiny, concentrated sting of all the things you can’t undo, served short and sharp. It came in small, a burning sip,A…
The Froth and the Fury
–—the cup you order hoping for answers, only to leave with caffeine and silence. You said, “One last, then we’ll be done,”A…
The Froth and the Fury
–—hit twice, think once It sounded bold, it sounded clean,Two shots to cut the in-between.You wanted strength, a jolt, a spark,Instead, you…
The Froth and the Fury
–—rules you break alone It started late, as bad things do,You told yourself just one would do.The moon was high, the fridge…
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