Raleigh

8/5 I was sitting in the hotel lobby in Raleigh, North Carolina. The city was new to me. Its air was not yet rubbed too tired on my lungs. It’s streets paved clean to my eyes. Its coffee shop charged me $0.50 for Joe and he didn’t even burn my tongue. Was this heaven? I…

the semicolon project

Originally posted on hpwritesblogs:
Today I went to a tattoo artist, and for $60 I let a man with a giant Jesus-tattoo on his head ink a semi-colon onto my wrist where it will stay until the day I die. By now, enough people have started asking questions that it made sense for me to start…

Love Your Ladies

I’m a girl’s girl. Ask anyone. My ladies come first and that’s just the way it is. When they need rides to the airport at 5 am, I’m their gal. When they need a good cry, I’ll be there too. And when they need someone to make being alone on Valentine’s Day not so bad,…

Room 322: A Story Written at Avenue Coffee

It was noisy and the floors always left my feet dirty and black on the bottom.  The dishes were never done and our trash was always stacked full.  There was glass from broken beer bottles wherever you stepped and there was mud in the swimming pool.  It was perfectly imperfect and I liked it that…

Hello! Grande blonde roast please. No cream, no sugar.

Coffee. The only word that sparks my attention more than the sound of a record player or the sight of an attractive man.  Coffee is the love of my life and I can’t get enough.  That being said, I wanted to design a space that suits my needs of writing and of coffee.  I’ve had…

Hello world!

It’s been a long time coming for this blog.  The timing was finally right and I feel good!  Hello readers, I’m back with a new blog and it will be even better than “The Lo Down”.  I’ve been dying to write and share what I’ve been doing (and thinking) this year.  Coffee with Lo will…