Tag Archives: Black and White

Why Not?

The constant slam from customers gets really redundant. Let me give you a taste of my every morning. “Good morning,” I say trying to fight off the sleep in my eyes. “Grande Black.” The man said with his still in … Continue reading

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Calm Tea. INEEDYOU.

My thoughts float around me like snowflakes hesitant to land. Melting, melting, crying as they do. Bubbles bursting too soon, and I’m not capable of grasping them. I’m trying. I am. I’m aching to be thorough and clear. I don’t … Continue reading

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Little Engines

I think about how life works; the little greased engines within every motion. I look past the skin, and scattered pores, and I see this deep, red love that everyone seems to be searching for with an endless vigor. I. … Continue reading

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Wrinkled Smile Eyes

There are some faces that stick out the first time you see them. There are some smiles that will catch your heart each morning. There are some drinks you’ll never forget. The first time I saw him he ordered two … Continue reading

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