Poetry: “The Black Starbucks” by Chalice

Excuse me, can I have a tall caramel swirl, you know the one with short light skin girl, with a head full of curls and a smile so bright cause she shines through the darkest of nights? Oh you don’t have that? Ok, hmm let me see, what about the mocha dream, with a the dark …

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