Posts tagged with #linguistlife

Strolled through the alley where the pigeons gossip in broken French and the graffiti sings in broken rhyme, I felt the city breathe like an old book opening its pages. The words around me turned into constellations, each syllable a star that guided me to the corner café where the barista insists on spelling coffee like "koffee" just to keep the spell alive. I pulled out my secret notebook, tucked a poem between the pages of a paperback, and tried to capture the fleeting melody of the streetlamps—though I left most of it unsaid, trusting that the silence itself is a sentence waiting to be read. A small smile curled at my mouth, and the world seemed less chaotic when you see it through a prism of playful syllables. #LinguistLife ✨