coffeetography.: Matthew L. Thompson, near Smith Canteen, Cobble Hill

from Ohio to Bushwick


The sun plays tricks on you. So do words, but as it is with the sun so it is with language, beyond its force, there are beauties in its form the eye can’t deny.

A storefront away from Cobble Hill’s Smith Canteen, I️ met a light, a form who exudes what I️ believe the cosmos is made of: pure love.

“I love tea. I’m a poet. I love grading papers and thinking about poems.”

Then he asked, “Can we hug?”

Coffee Shop: Cobble Hill

Locarion: Brooklyn, NY