Cafe

I know longer know

and thats not all

after lunch

still no word

smooch

south beach

to go anywhere

my car is silver too

sweet

cold brew hot dayz

a night flight south

am still morning

jeg elsker deg

happy

begin my day

it's cold out

came here after / las violetas

another

sat in the window

monday

room to work

birch

spoon & fork

through brooklyn

someday soon

up on vinegar hill

a real cuban

if you were here

fast disappearing

family

in the afternoon

blue sky blue

with you

october blue

communion

to begin but not my first

1rst macchiato / olimpico

place to sit

warmth

below the surface

too much time

foggy and mysterious

waiting

one more cup of coffee before

37 carroll street

make me

well-lit

joe's

bonkers

stumbled upon

they were closed

on a winters day

thank you

flu shot

coax

last shot of 2014

very thankful

to friday morning

all done by hand

as I wait for it to stop raining

simple

on a hot day

cafecito organico

handsome

for you

sigh

ebbin flow

as she rests

waiting for you to call

for a friend

sweet

a little bit of brooklyn

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stolen moment

and wait for you

milk & honey

anything but

find

let's sit a wythe

beautiful you

an in between place

mystified

it will be awhile

fin

on a saturday in september

I prefer coffee / on the edge

a special place

that was fun

started my day here / tortoni

one more cup of coffee

pick me up below

here

at the casbah

hecho a mano

my blood flows

on the upper eastside

its all just so funny

i'd love to sit with you

cafe gitan with ezra

back in brooklyn

at the bottom of henry st

pink salt

writers talk about writing

thank you angelo

please

2013 kisses

at black brick

a few blocks off the ocean at 14th

we'll go together

Saturday Morning

self portrait

blue chair brown

packed up and ready to go

satan's coffee corner

that I always say too much

on a beautiful afternoon

afternoon walk

alchemize

at the end of luch

wednesdays between 10 to 1

four days from monday

need to get home and pack

detail

this machine

by this man, his name is Greg

still warm

slept till 1:30 this afternoon

photographers take pictures of writers

then dessert

sit and wonder

tried to reach you

it's okay though I still love you

concentrate

perhaps one more

pure alchemy

happy birthday jeanne

await

a quiet place

all day long

poolside

I should pack

lovers quarrel

and away and a way

life is sweet

for bella

donations only

clearly

spina in greenpoint

with me in the morning

exactly

a light lunch

the rain has too much

and I run on espresso

such a beautiful day

let me take your picture

every morning

just perfect

come here

vita in the afternoon

after which walked to betola

coffee with a friend

up on the south slope

to break bread

tried reach you on the phone

see you next week

milk with your coffee

we could sit

still so confused

late lunch

over coffee

in a corner on a corner

and me in the rain and snow

light

bedford hill

yet another collection

2nd macchiato

tristero coffee

right here

by the window

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small comforts

an afternoon cortado

red eye beauty

came to find

meet me

for toby

this place

on the hillside

ready to walk back

a little sunshine on a rainy monday

my mornings

find me here / bevacco

and smooch

and this helps enormously

One Reply to “Cafe”

Kari Jeppesen says:

April 14, 2018 at 9:49 am

https://karijeppesen.wordpress.com/2018/04/07/the-hours-always-the-hours/
I guess you know this feeling so well… (…smiling…)

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