#vitililigo

[altruismjones]

#porch poem #37 (Lillie's Battle)

Clouds of milk in her coffee. My grandmother’s cup, though  decorated with lilies, was crafted  from clay. And everyone knew then  that porcelain was better. In it,  coffee black with clouds of milk that  spread like foundations built on fine  features. Clouds of milk blossoming in rip- ples of coffee black, no more.  Coffee clouds in milk, porcelain marbled from perfect.  Vitiligo’s mourning sip.