nervous.

i'm so terribly nervous.

my internship app for a certain newsy-radioy place needs to go out this week.

it's terrifying.

but somehow (oh hi, copious amounts of class-cancelling snow!), i managed to crank out some writing....

writing that is apparently pretty good.

i really have no confidence in anything i write. :/

anyway, here is a poem i wrote earlier this week.

enjoy.

***

coffee break

by Sasha Duran

inside the college library’s starbucks

on a sunday afternoon,

the venture club is seated

around the large round table in the back corner,

with their eco-friendly water bottles,

dusty backpacks, and muddy shoes,

sipping on tall frappuccinos

and discussing their upcoming hiking trip

to the mountains surrounding the campus,

not knowing

that a blizzard is on its way.

exhausted, frantic looking students are

rapidly tap-tapping away on their laptops

at their own little tables lining the wall.

sipping,

typing,

sipping some more of that venti americano

with a triple shot of espresso.

four skinny, blonde,

fake-sun-baked girls with shrill voices

are sitting in cozy patterned armchairs,

delighting in gossip from the previous night’s parties,

and half-caf-no-whip-extra-caramel cinnamon dolce lattes,

skinny vanilla lattes with whip and a shot of caramel,
caramel macchiatos with extra whip and even more caramel,

and caramel apple spices.

it’s a wonder

the chairs haven’t broken yet

under the weight of all that caramel.

at various tables,

lovers gaze into the eyes of their better halves over tiny cups of espresso,

old friends catch up over tea,

and new friends get to know each other better over croissants,

while two strangers meet in line trying to decide

what exactly it is they desire

to spend

their four dollars on.