Writing in a Cafe

abigfatcanofworms Uncategorized October 12, 2022 1 Minute

naked food
bottle tops and the curve 
of old silver teapots
book stacks
fruit racks
pomegranate spilling pink

barrista’s roar
gleaming saucepans
the smell of coconut milk
wooden chairs in hospital green
quiet chatter
loud music

the packing crates
form uneven shelves
like sums
to the bottom line

all watched
by a dog
in a fur coat



Written for Twiglet #300

Published by abigfatcanofworms

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Published October 12, 2022

8 thoughts on “Writing in a Cafe”

Bob says:

October 12, 2022 at 10:46 pm

Fantastic. I felt like I was in the cafe.

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1. abigfatcanofworms says:
  
  October 12, 2022 at 10:52 pm
  
  Thanks, Bob. 😊
  
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Misky says:

October 13, 2022 at 5:55 am

No story is complete without a dog.

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Debi says:

October 13, 2022 at 10:54 pm

A dog’s eye view, perfect.

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1. abigfatcanofworms says:
  
  October 14, 2022 at 6:45 am
  
  Thanks, Debi.
  
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Sunra Rainz says:

October 16, 2022 at 6:34 am

This is exactly the kind of place I’m able to write in. How did you know? Love it.

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1. abigfatcanofworms says:
  
  October 16, 2022 at 9:06 am
  
  Thank you!
  
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sarcasticfringehead says:

October 17, 2022 at 10:55 pm

Oh I love the ending! So unexpected and so perfect

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