Spirit Coffee Dates

The rain isn’t the only thing

that haunts Seattle

but tucked in the corner booths

spirits linger

in the scratched tabletop 

communications and the faded


It feels late in the shadows

so they clink down eternity

with a turning spoon

crashing into the sides

of glass mugs.

They are careful

not to let the past

dribble over the edge

of their mugs

because the drops

stain freshly laundered sheets.

Secrets don’t come out

no matter how much bleached

lies have been scoured in.

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