A Bit About The Name

Mango Lines

The name's conception was at 3:03AM in a room that was 27°C (80°F). I had just left the country of my birth. That night sleep was not my companion. A late afternoon mocha latte had kicked him out and in his place creativity, alongside a foreign climate, warmed me. My fingers ached as they plucked and trimmed different iterations of fruit from my mental canopy. Bruised words, in all their imperfections, still worthy of consumption.