Coffee & Cookie Talks

The unmade bed poem.

November 5, 2017
The unmade bed poem.

“An unmade bed,

the smell of coffee at dawn,

she stretches and smiles as

she looks around her at the

beautifully simplistic life she

had created for herself.”

  • By Kenzie D.

xx,

Nidhi

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