Written by Emily Harstone | May 24, 2017
The slate was cold; I drank.
Shots fired – two glasses, one body.
We drank our way upstairs.
Their last drink before the end.
Empty glasses, left alone, discussed possibilities.
Rain is the ultimate drink, honey.
Different shapes filled with the same air.
Poison mixes nicely with red wine.
Broken leg. Help wanted. Install rails.
smash, bang, wallop, arghh my leg!!!
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The slate was cold; I drank.
Shots fired – two glasses, one body.
We drank our way upstairs.
Their last drink before the end.
Empty glasses, left alone, discussed possibilities.
Rain is the ultimate drink, honey.
Different shapes filled with the same air.
Poison mixes nicely with red wine.
Broken leg. Help wanted. Install rails.
smash, bang, wallop, arghh my leg!!!