Blog by Hannah Frank
I have a tea tree
she bleeds caffeine
I listen to her speak like a babbling brook
with my face under the leaves
sunlight speckles
silence thoughts
with laughter
and strange desires
a woman of the world
sip, sip sip.
Pacified for now, the heart of my jewels shines Opened for now, the treasure trunk dusty genie lamps heave wishes Closed for now, the door t...