Decaf

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it's just a broken keurig —
after all the descaling and cleaning,
this thing will never make coffee again

but i can't seem to throw it away.

it gave us a few good years
and i’ve bought a sleek new version 
(coffee doesn’t taste the same)

but i can’t seem to throw the old one away.

it brewed so many cursed cups of decaf 
while i was waiting for her
and then so many reluctant cups of the strong stuff
while i was retraining my body to breathe.

it's just a broken keurig
but i can’t seem to throw it away.

maybe i’ll just stuff it by that bin of pink baby clothes
that she will never wear

over there in the corner,
along with all the other memories 
that we will never make.

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What have you had a hard time releasing, post-loss?