If you can’t serve it by the slice it isn’t real coffee so sayeth myself to anyone who will listen If I have guests, it also serves as warning-shot across the bow for those faint of arabica heart It is a good day when the…

Excitement throbs within. The airport is full, Yet no one coughs And everyone is smiling. I walk on, just grinning as I make my way through the crowds. Surprise, elation as I’m upgraded to first class at no charge. They’ve overbooked. A pleasant, older man…

Salty and spent dream generators editing the clips from today into an old cine Super 8, Tangled hair whipped around smiling faces, One hand to link the chain and the other to cling to railings like drunks, Fighting the intoxication of a windy sea day…