I was so jealous of you.
You were that collectable champagne glass
in my mirrored curio –
gold-rimmed,
slender stemmed,
gleaming,
overflowing with the stuff of celebration
and wide-mouthed laughter,
lipstick around the edges,
the innocent intoxication
of youth and beauty.
But oh,
so fragile.
That’s all of us.
RIP.
#KatherinesCoffeehouse
