Blog by Hannah Frank
I hit my head against the refrigerator
like a boa constrictor wrapping me in a chill
it's not the words we use
it's the energies behind them
Calm and resolute
versus
jubilated and unrestrained
my
grime.
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...