All Posts by Rahma Krambo

From where I stand

Morning Light

Like a single hair, it’s one among ten thousand. What’s so special about that leaf, you ask. It looks like all the others. But everything has its own story. Because of its placement in the world It saw the morning sun From a slightly different angle. Because of its position on the branch The wind […]

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A Writer’s Ode to Coffee

writers ode to coffee

My coffee grinder jolts the sleeping beans into mindfulness. This is the moment they’ve been waiting for, ecstatic about being called into service. Scalding water is a balm to their bitter soul, reborn as elixir, transforming my base metals into gold. Magic as any unstoppered genie. A humble clay mug embraces its companionable friend. They […]

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