Today is a little better.
The sun is shining and warm
and my favorite coffee shop
has macarons on sale.

I sit in the brightest window
at the front of the shop
with four round bites
of subtle sweetness
on a small round plate

and I allow myself
the rare pleasure
of indulging each flavor:

bold tiramisu, like luxury,
champagne, like celebration,
tart lemon, a mouthful of sunlight,
and smooth chocolate,
simple comfort for a heart
still hurting.

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