Where the Light Gets In

By DHThomas

His last cup of coffee

sat on the counter
the last cup of joe he drank
before heading out

I imagine him well, pouring himself this cup and drinking it before he took his car to go mushroom-picking in a nearby forest - on his own.

Public servants from the National Forestry Bureau found him four kilometres from his car later that day - 6th November.

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