Blog by Hannah Frank
I pictured two people
behind my closed eyes.
I hung out with them as they ate a nice dinner
and stared into each other's vibe.
I watched them take each other home,
their reflections flashing in the big glass windows
as they walked.
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...