what's your name

i haven't had
my coffee,
she says
holding her
head in her hands
at the kitchen
table.
her hair is a tangled
bush.
i drank too much
last night.
don't look at
me. i'm never
drinking again.
ever.
i will never
raise another
drink to my
lips i can promise
you that.
i smell like
a brewery.
there's coffee
on the counter,
you tell her. can
you get it for me.
i don't think i can
walk that far.
sure you tell her
and pour her
a cup. black, she
says. black.
she takes the cup
with a trembling
hand. thanks, she
says. what did you
say you name was?