Familiar

Katherine Kwong
Aug 26, 2017 · 1 min read

A poem

Being with people who know you is like steeping tea.

Brew time just right as clouds of milk

plume from the bottom of a well-worn mug.

Honey melts, oh, so smoothly as comfortable heat

wraps around your hands.

The touch of the familiar.

The warmth of presence from a voice,

a friend who makes you belong.

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