by Kemonte Brown
Coffee stains to coffee scent, linger on my clothes.
Comparing bitter sweet espresso blends to fruits,
conversations with customers about being a barista.
John Mayer playing in the background, college
students flock like birds. Tribal designs on her shirt,
splashes of paint on his pants. We serve Ice Cream
and Pastries. Talk about unique. Coffee is love.
The City High Review 
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