“Fledglings”
Fledglings flutter on the swaying branch,
A hot pavement bristles below.
Little chicks stir and begin to dance
Until they slip and fall to the floor.
The Truth About Coffee
This is a site where life happens - the good, the bad, and the ugly. Here is where I- Alex Disabella - discuss the truth about coffee, through lifestyle, writing, and poetry. It gets real, so sit back, relax, and enjoy a steaming mug of coffee because words take us places actions cannot.