Comforts

one egg

do not think me twisted

when, despite the world’s galactic

ricochet of violence, i prefer, these days,

the retreat of breakfast.

over strong, creamed coffee i have time to contemplate

the blessedly innocuous catastrophes:

burnt toast. a shortage of butter.

how to make the meal for two using only one egg.

believe me,

i know how lucky i am.

-Maya Stein (who has a blog)

(via Andrea>