reticent was the dawn ona summer morning. the birds chatted outlandishly at the edge of the river. all the people couldn’t bother, full of coffee stepping on it, reaching speeds just shy of too fast for the highway. -katya
i got turned on to some oolong tea by my coworker. he shared how his family used to harvest it back in China, they packed it in bamboo pipes after boiling it and mashing it to death. for life. the pipes were stored up in the roof and the tea would last indefinitely. the story was so powerful i have forsaken coffee for several days now. this is almost unheard of.
excerpt #19 from my new novel, Ame and the Tangy Energetic, available on Amazon.com now! (sorry my cats purr in the background)…
fire up a fresh pot
New York City
detectives shaking down
five boroughs chasing