...acter. That night I wrote a poem for him. It was horrible in its transparency and my blue pen tore at the coffee -stained napkin until I ran out of clever things to say."
Damn... Now that's deep!...
i don't like coffee but i like this piece. i think i may become a convert just to experience the "mocha-ty" comfort you describe from the bottom of your coffee cup. long live brooklyn coffee shops &
but i would love to visit the red-light district. maybe even chat with one of the ladies over a cup of coffee . oh, stories she could tell.
...oad. You placed me right there (and I didn't even need a visa lol)
Thanks to KitKat I'll be going on a coffee diet but I must make a quick stop to the bodega that reheats yesterday's coffee and cha...
8)Heights coffee shop...a true jewel indeed....I've never been to Cafe Nero, but will make an effort to go when I visit London...see u there soon?
A thrilling read Mahogany!
...bakery, where fathers straight from the 9 a.m. at Visitation hand her an extra dollar for their sweetened coffee . She is smart enough to say nothing when they brush her fingers with theirs. She is sma...
...night, my neighborhood became trendy. A Starbucks sprang up next door, eventually running the Crazy Coffee Lady out of business, and the Mother Superior raised the price of a pint to 6 bucks. J...
There are only so many cups of coffee you can consume. I say this with the same sentiment I feel towards men and the art of consuming them. Before my present relationship, I had attempted to find myse
...ay the French do. From there I managed to talk her off the train at my stop to join me for a cup of coffee at a diner near my apartment. It got late quickly and she accepted my offer to dr...
...ight through in one long sitting, but even better to savor over the course of a week, on the subway, at a coffee shop, finishing up in a comfortable chair at home where the various endings will resona...
...ack humor.
No matter where you are, the great thing about mass transportation and its terminals are the coffee spots that sit quietly inside. Tucked in a corner near the ticket booth; or across the ...
..., I would never be without an experience to write about, the real conquest was finding the perfect cup of coffee . And more importantly, a beautiful pair of shoes.
It is at Caffé Nero that I am remi...
...on Madison Avenue. People-watching through the window, Picasso poster rolled up in hand, drinking a latte coffee concoction unknown back home, listening to opera on the muzak, reading the NYT…. I deci...
...cusp of fear, and to trust my lack of trust.
On the first floor next door is a café where I always have coffee before work. It has display shelves full of Russian dolls – hundreds of them, communiti...
...y still glitters despite it all. All that hard-edged fearlessness, those worn bibles on laps, the cups of coffee sipped from shaking hands. We still shine.
And if it's my time, it's my time, nothin...
...r and Artistic Director of the louderARTS Project. He lives in Brooklyn.
Mahogany L. Browne (Coffee & Brooklyn), author of Unlikely & Other Sorts & Black Secret Soul, Editor o...
From the cafés in Amsterdam, London, Germany and Toronto, to the neigborhood coffee coves of Brooklyn, Mahogany Browne invites you into the world behind the life of a touring poet and the co
