Black Ice
—Thermal misjudgment. The mug is warm. The floor is not. The coffee smells safe.That’s how the day starts lying. Steam rises,the mug steadies your hands,and your body assumesthe rest of the world has agreed. It hasn’t. Black ice is the momentbetween the sip and the step,when warmth convinces youtraction is guaranteed. You carry the mug carefully,because you believe in spill prevention,as if…










