Written by Emily Harstone | May 24, 2017
she refused to drink the wine.
Clarity at odds with texture in monochrome
Each step, each drink, I spiraled.
Water, wine…what’s the next step?
Cold things: marble, glasses, me. You.
Neither cocktails and wine have helped…
Then we set our glasses down.
She asked him not to go.
Again, the night ended in silence.
One last swallow before we ascend
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she refused to drink the wine.
Clarity
at odds
with texture
in monochrome
Each step, each drink, I spiraled.
Water, wine…what’s the next step?
Cold things: marble, glasses, me. You.
Neither cocktails and wine have helped…
Then we set our glasses down.
She asked him not to go.
Again, the night ended in silence.
One last swallow before we ascend