Blog by Hannah Frank
They say a poem is a little machine for remembering itself. These are more like nuts and bolts, in the bottom of a drawer. I might need them someday, that's what they say. I am not sure who 'they' are. I write poetry only to know who I am.
I don't know how I noticed it was you your hat was pulled down over your face Fog rolled in by the bay and the morning boats pulled away...