coffeehouse window seat. by Taryn Dixon - Twist in Time Literary Magazine
there are days I remember better than others. most of them are here, in this place, in this spot— with you. late night chats over cups of overdressed coffee. my hands shook from caffeine and sugar or maybe it was from you. the memories of us stay imbedded in window panes and coffee mugs. I’m still here in our place, in our spot— without you. I drink my coffee black now. ____________________________________________________________ Taryn Dixon is a graduate student at Southeastern Louisiana University and editorial assistant at Louisiana Literature Press.