Coffee Constant Constance

I’ve been drinking coffee since the age of eight, maybe earlier; sipping it with my mom Constance and the church ladies. Sipping always with cream, sometimes with sugar, until the past year. Now I  like black coffee. I like the sharp layer it leaves on the tongue, the delicate bubbles colliding and clinging to an edge. White ceramic mug lipstick stains forming southern climate snowflakes.