Everything Is Broken

I- I- I broke the carafe of my coffeemaker (a.k.a. “Mom”). I w-w-was washing it – gently! lovingly! – in the sink and I smushed it. I smushed it against the sink. Soap, soap, scrub, wipe- crack! CRACK?! Tomorrow morning. How will I wake up to just-brewed Timor from Acme tomorrow morning? Tomorrow morning I [...]