Tag: coffee
On routines and deadlines, maybe
My usual work routine starts like this: with enough caffeine to inspire the day, I complete at least one art piece (ideally a painting, but contributing to almost complete half-done mini sketching notebooks is also acceptable), then I write, on the computer, at least a thousand words as warm up, and if my hands are…
Anino
‘Di mawaring pangamba—ito ba’y kape o paalala ng bukas na magbastà?Nais ko lamang na makahinga nang maluwag, na malugod sa kaluluwa—Ngunit ako’y may aninong ramdam kahit ‘di makita—Saan kaya ang kapayapaan ng umaga ngayo’y hapon na at ang búkas tuluyang nagbabadya—Ano bang gantimpala ang makukuha sa ganitong pagkalagay?
Coffee
Hot water is showered over granules formed—this is a geometrical genius: triangle. From this heat touching inert potentialities, out comes wisps of sleep leaving and down is its liquid—mad men’s necessity to keep going. Yet here, I make it through the slowest form to watch it bloom and fall and fall, drip by drip particle…
Finding Chai and Time Again
I once professed a hatred towards anything that is not plain black coffee but I find myself at this moment absolutely in love with every sip of this drink. It is not the best sort of chai; there is only enough spice for it to be called a chai but I know I have had…
Ordering at a Nearby Coffee Shop
pretty boy behind the counter how do you keep that smile on your lips this is our usual encounter you look at me, it’s a lunar eclipse your eyes glitter like the stars oh so beautiful stars my name you scribble in fancy writing you ask me what i’m thinking oh pretty boy get on with…
hibernation
you spend so long looking up the stars counting them one by one, analyzing. the sand beneath you crumbles and you ignore the waves striking your feet. it’s a cold night, but you’ve been told your heart is colder so you didn’t bother lighting up and warming your soul. it looks better in pitch black…