Blog by Hannah Frank
I remember underwater basket weaving being discussed as a joke
about
the uselessness
of college
its grey walls and quiet shores
a barrier to real life
YET
years later I want to learn
the way a dog wants to run, leap and bound
and smell the earth.
After speaking in tongues for so long, snake pit venom mixed in with the red wine on the table with the hemlock the hems of the dresses bein...