Coffee Shop Sessions

In the unrelenting blaze of summer heat, 

drips of sweat trickled down our sun-kissed backs.


Chasing adventure along the Pacific Coast,

four of us stacked into a cramped compact.


Sisters shouting, twisting through hair-pin turns,


cars honking, speeding, braking hard—


Screams echoed through canyon roads,


windows down, hearts open wide. 


We skirted dangerously close to the edge,

where stars and oceans collide.


Yet, nowhere we'd rather be


amongst sun scorching sleepy seaside towns.


We drank in the sights: mountains rising,

cliffs dropping, the endless shore. A world we'd never


seen, etched into memory. At last, we reached

the City of Angels— glittering lights, sleepless streets.


Late nights blurred into mornings, each moment

more vivid than the last. We wondered through a haze—


in daylight, in darkness—


half-dreaming, fully alive.