Night Kitchen

Moonlight slivers across the kitchen floor;
an empty bottle stands sentinel
its warmth spent, diffused into reflection;
the last of the dish foam floats in hazy-softness;
alluring in the darkness,
this silent emptiness invites shadow-lingering.


Not quite about food, which was the NaPoWriMo day 6 prompt, but close.

3 thoughts on “Night Kitchen

  1. I love the action read into the inanimate–“sliver” as a verb, the bottle spending and diffusing its warmth–and of course, “shadow-lingering.”

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