#coffee and writing

[logophilist1982]

Dark Academia Writing

[ariasmontage]

Worked on my midterm paper in an interesting cafe. It was architecture-themed🤍

The latte was so good! It was just the right amount of milky.

[saturnianthots]

Artist: Fatima Ronquillo

"Refusal: Hand with Maya Angelou" 7×5 inches, oil on panel. 2020

"Beloved,

In what other lives or lands

Have I known your lips

Your Hands

Your Laughter brave

Irreverent."

[eloquenthubak1982]

Poem

[coffeeandthoughtspoetry]

“it’s so easy for you to love me when everything’s good.”

[itsawritblr]

Starting my writing day.

6 AM.

5 hours of writing and 5 cups of coffee later.

Still, it's better than working retail.

But then, everything is.

[cursemyexistences]

there’s just something about them

[incompleteddiaries]

We'll make memories our entire life,

But when I die I hope you keep them alive.

Safely with you till the day death comes.

Our memories will always stay there,

Fine and healthy between us.

Even if our bodies rot and turn to dust.

Don't worry my dear we'll meet again

In another life as strangers, to create

entire new memories together.

We'll meet, meet and meet somehow,

Because we're meant to be

In each and every life.

[giandnt]

I've been sitting in the middle of this lost city with a coffee that reminds me of a memory I could never let go of. Spending hours in the same spot sipping the bitter taste of what I thought we called our own. It was my favorite. It once became our signature even after you told me that it would never be the type of drink you would have. I know I sound funny, but it’s been two summers, and I still picture your face when you tell me that it's weird to have something bitter and sweet at the same time.

Yet you always grab my cup and take every last drop. So I didn't believe you.

I thought you wanted how I like my coffee—bitter and a bit sweet. Until you walked towards me one day with your cup, leaving mine half empty. You wanted me to taste it knowing pure sweetness isn’t for me. That's how I understand that your cup will never compliment how bitter I prefer is my coffee. You don't like it bitter as I never like sweets. We can't be like my coffee—bittersweet, and it was never our thing. It was just mine, never yours. You were never mine as I wasn't yours. It’s been two summers, and I like my coffee now bitter, without sweets, yet much stronger.

Bittersweet is never a thing, just how the memory of you will forever haunt me and will never be my sweet thing.

[estellaedgewater]

Day 15 of writing until I finish my book.

I’ve learned that none of my words exist without coffee

[logophilist1982]

Typing

[ariasmontage]

a good brunch heals my soul.

[saturnianthots]

[xaviersmutantsstuff]

That cafe weekend where you romanticize studying on a rainy day ☕🌧🍪

[coffeeandthoughtspoetry]

You didn't know me

and you fell in love with me

Now you know me

and you're... leaving

[itsawritblr]

Why I don't write in coffee shops.

The writer to her left.

The writer to her right.

The guy behind her who just got an email that his brilliant, amazing, unique, genre-breaking experimental novel has been rejected for the 1000th time by publishers who don't even sell his kind of bullshit, so he takes it out on everybody.

The clumsy guy.