Morning ritual

Light breaks. I heed the
call to darkness, cup rich black
magic in my hands.

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Some–like white wine–are
best when young. My French Bordeaux
grows better with age.

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He’s prettier than
her, constantly sculpting his
man bun with groomed hands.

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At 22

You’re gone, leaving class
mates to learn that last lesson:
life can be too short.