SERIES: COFFEE SHOPS AND BARS
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Art and prose inspired by coffee shops and bars, I have travelled through and draw in
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White, white tiles laminate these brick walls, and bounce light onto the wood, wood-grain tables. Grains so deep, my dutiful pen sits comfortable secure in a crib. The garage door opens and another, another working-class member hobbles in with his Macbook Pro.
Black Eye Coffee, Denver, May 2013 |
Bar, hop, skip, jump, to the next stop, drop, ten bucks, for sad shots, across from eyes crossed, dates mocked, socked from stuff they couldn’t plant, tanked, and hearts sank…
Bar, hop, skip, jump, to the next stop, drop fifty bucks, on oak, bartop, crop-top, hot, puff, of smoke as you beg for another sign, to slip inside her mind, and skirt, flirt, and wave goodbye in time… Bar, hop, skip, jump, to the next stop, drop, two hundred bucks, in clubs, snubs, dumb studs, who share stories of other places to drink, stink, not to think of the consequences, but confident bounces, to snorkel in more alcoholic streets to bar, hop, skip, and jump. New York City, November 2011 |