Blog by Hannah Frank
I have my mom's eyes and my dad's bones. I have my dad's mechanical reasoning and my mom's creative juices. Somehow through sheer miracle I am here, and it was a double delivery to boot, two of us like shoes in a shoebox.
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...