Looking for inspiration I sit down to write

surrounded by conversation and the smell of

fresh roasted coffee and heavenly baked buns in the air

A group of young people walk in as in a herd

and they are all talking nothingness at once

every now and then I hear,

“He’s hot”!!

“She’s hot”!!

“Is he hot”?

“Is she hot”?

They order their coffee and leave in

a rush with hair flying

flip flopped feet

echoing and I sigh

with relief

and then I hear a man on his

phone and he asks, ‘Is she hot’?

as he twists his wedding ring

I open the door

laptop on my shoulder

stomach twisting


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