THIS IS NOT JUST A MUG

by Ginly Weydh

There’s a mug on my desk, handmade. It has a thumb-sized dent in its side where the potter clearly meant for your fingers to rest. The glaze didn’t quite settle evenly — it pools dark in one corner and blushes faintly blue near the rim. There’s a tiny bump where the kiln must have spat a bit of grit. I love it.