Coffee Taste

The first time she stepped off of a manhattan train and arose from the station onto the concrete sidewalks she felt free. She sipped her Starbucks iced caramel macchiato [soy, no caramel drizzle,with 5 pumps caramel], young and still not used to that strong “grown-up” coffee taste, she dreamed of her future and how maybe words would help her survive in this world that was so unlike the one she grew up in…

“When did we become so lost?” She asked me.

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