RITUALS POETRY: ‘RITUAL’ BY GLORIA HEFFERNAN

RITUALS POETRY: ‘RITUAL’ BY GLORIA HEFFERNAN

Ritual Gloria Heffernan   It has to be the blue mug, the one that fits my hand like a chalice. The coffee runs through the brewer, and I stir in cinnamon until the aroma fills the room like incense.   Maxwell trots into the kitchen to take his place by my...