coffeetography.: Mominatu Boog, Curl Fest, Prospect Park,

this is for the earthly

 

She wore different ear sides like me.

She was an exhalation. A long awaited breath taken, then released. Liberian beauty. Pop. Lips of liberty. Pop. A pattern.  Breath abated. Loosen the knots. Liberty in stasis. Exhale.

She drinks coffee, “black, with thick cream and a little bit of suave.”

Prospect Park, Brooklyn

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