Tag: Coffee
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Liquid day Fog, breath Cornucopia of popping white lights Amplified chatter, chaos, screaming children The central corridor of the train… Read more.
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A spiritual anthropologist sat in a diner in the city on a rainy Thursday morning. He looked out the large… Read more.
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A coffee clown sits in a silver diner He looks out the window and watches the rain He thinks about… Read more.
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Dawn barks in a chill Sky gray blue Air silent Broken only by a lone loud engine Coffee cooling down… Read more.
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I feel like loose wires blasting Electric impulses heavenward My skin is shaky I want to run, but I can’t… Read more.
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Do you have a rainbow? A colorful one—like cereal. No, I meant an umbrella. For the coming monsoon. I’ve been… Read more.
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I sit down at the table and sip my morning coffee. The house is still as space, except for that… Read more.
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There was a dark, lonely road of dirt that led to a bright spot at the end. There were leaves,… Read more.
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The wetness of the town out there As I sit at the window in the coffee shop The soft clank… Read more.
