it’s five in the morning and i’m
sitting in a little coffee house
drinking my mocha tall
she hands me the bill and
i decipher her euphoric scrawl
as i step outside the rain extinguishes
my hand wrapped nostalgia zig zag
and i realize how wow things are
Words from Justin M. Kolenc…
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