There’s so much darkness in the coffee

that it’s often served with

sugar cubes

dipped in the coffee

 

because we Bosnians always like everything sweet

my mom said  

since there’s already enough to be bitter about

   

when my grandmother died

my mother brought home a bag of her sugar cubes

to give to me every year

because even though I hadn’t drank the coffee,

       

we Bosnians always like everything sweet

        and there’s already enough to be bitter about.