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Home / Cafe Culture / A good cup of Mojo"The best cup of coffee you've ever had!" the sign exclaimed as I pumped gas into my raggedy ass forest green 4 door no power anything stick shift 64000 mile Mazda 626 whose only redeeming quality is Mojo Nixon belting out "I shall not Die" from my Sirius satellite radio playing through tinny speakers as pseudo smoke billows from my my mouth and gasoline chug chug chuggas into the thirsty tank ensuring enough fuel to finish out the weeks worth of showing up and trying to feel good about having to work at something other than poetry to keep my stomach fat and kids eyes glistening with hope and happiness. The coffee was okay. Tags: poem |