Sunday morning coffee is one of my favorite things. It’s the poetry of a survived Saturday night. It’s the pause of appreciation for the privilege of indulgence. Most of all, it’s just delicious. I hope you were enjoying a cup of coffee while reading this. After all, poetry and coffee are bred to coexist. Cheers to the week ahead!
–Leanne Rebecca
I remember the first moment I saw Twenty One Pilots. Their music resonated with me before Tyler even started singing. But even more amazing is the camaraderie I’ve discovered with so many other people because of this one commonality, friends from other countries met via social media or at local St. Louis vegetarian restaurants, all sharing a respect for two boys in a band from Columbus, Ohio. Find the archives of the Josh Dun Poetry Corner HERE and check back every Sunday for a new post!
She's in Prison 