some poems froth and foam and rise... out of my morning cup of mist-sweetened coffee.
Turquoise SilenceYou are neither coffee nor tea, you are just the right amount of whatever it is I’m trying to find.
Sade Andria ZabalaWhat doesn’t KILL me makes me stronger… Except for the extinction of COFFEE… that might kill me.
Tanya MasseDenial, anger, bargaining, depression, COFFEE and acceptance…The SIX stages of waking up!!
Tanya MasseThese days, “getting lucky” means drinking an entire cup of COFFEE while it’s still HOT!
Tanya MasseI never trust a man who tucks in his shirt by choice or neglects coffee in favor of tea.
Brian D'Ambrosio