Cold Coffee

Today —

her tears salt her morning coffee

as the sunrise bruises her cheek

[pink and ripe like guava]

Today —

her smile doesn’t say much

but the bittersweet gaze of her eyes

tells you that she knows enough

Today —

her heart stops beating for

the one she once called home

for the one who loves her most

now all she has is

cold coffee

sunlight

and

her