Information about my heritage has come in slow drips. My mother kept it locked away like a secret stash. My father served it a teaspoon at a time, perhaps to not overwhelm me with it’s heady aroma. Envigorated by each new finding I crave more. History tastes soothing when sweetened with identity.
Information about my heritage has come in slow drips. My mother kept it locked away like a secret stash. My father served it a teaspoon at a time, perhaps to not overwhelm me with it’s heady aroma. Envigorated by each new finding I crave more. History tastes soothing when sweetened with identity.
My cup overflows
With the richness of family
Coffee pioneers 🇨🇴
Veni vidi Vente Latte
We came we saw we
ordered a Vente Latte
When we were experimenting
with the ratio of cups of coffee
to writing progress
And you said several cups in
Nope so far
It’s not 4 cups
Deep brown elixir
Hot liquid language of peace
Years of coffee rings
Thank you for introducing me to haibun! I really like it! 🙏🏼😊