asks each customer's name
then writes it down in squeaky black marker
on the side of the disposable cup
a skinny latte for Jane, a mocha for Aoife
an americano for Daniel and so on
this is a momentary heartening
a cosy jazz music experience of the bright indoors
clean surfaces and christian names
when i drink my coffee it tastes nothing like me.
Daniel Ryan was born in London to Irish parents. He grew up in the Irish countryside. This was both a blessing and a curse. Daniel has been writing poetry since his teens. He hopes one day to be an above average bass player.
