Thought from a Cape Town Coffee Spot
Table Mountain, rooibos tea
looking out over this sea,
who has assured me it’s worthwhile in essence
yet validated with each rise my fears of its violence.
Indian Ocean just as the ways of men,
Tepid, salt-encrusted, aiming to enchant and then
within a moment, as riptide or time it takes for coffee pour,
rage boils over, ripping all away, as to the ocean’s floor.
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Rachel Orta (she/her) is from Milwaukee, Wisconsin. She gravitates towards dream-like themes, often inspired by mysteries of nature and complexities of family. Orta’s writing has recently appeared in FERAL and Heimat Review. A list of her recent publications and links to social media can be found here – https://linktr.ee/RachelOrta.
