The baker was a pro
& it wasn’t just because
she made the best
baklava
outside of
the old Ottoman Empire
no
she had been
an amazing barista too
& one day she displayed
her skill by making
lattes
we were a happy crew
until she insisted
on washing the dishes
that were used
a shot glass had a crack
that sliced open
her hand
& panic ensued
until
she was bandaged up
& over that
blood soaked rag
it was still
the best
latte I ever had
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