Alcohol in the Morning, prose written by P.L. Cobb for
prose, Prose on a Wednesday

Alcohol in the Morning


I like it dark as sin,

Sweet, rich flavors of malt, chased down with coffee …

… No sugar with my coffee, just cream.

Amber ale is fine, but stout makes my heart sing …

… Alcohol in the morning, and the excitement it brings:

Imagine yourself–responsible adult responsibly drinking in the morning–

That just doesn’t make sense to some.

They do it in Europe, you smugly remind them.

Besides, it’s just one …

One stout chased with coffee (no sugar, just cream)

With your breakfast of sausages, eggs, and toast.


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