I found myself face to face with a long line of people resembling extras off the set of Night of the Living Dead: shuffling along, pale and twitching, empty cups in hand -- murderous. Miserable. No matter that the air… — Joan Frank Copy Share
I found myself face to face with a long line of people resembling extras off the set of Night of the Living Dead: shuffling along, pale and twitching, empty cups in hand -- murderous. Miserable. No matter that the air was rich with vapors of fresh-ground beans and warm muffins; no matter that the soft piped-in Vivaldi poured over us… — Joan Frank Copy Share
I'm told some people no longer bother to have friends at all - can't fit them in. — Joan Frank Copy Share Image
Public depictions of women still tend to remain rigid and narrow - about the size of a coffin, say. — Joan Frank Copy Share Image
Coffee: we can get it anywhere, and get as loaded as we like on it, until such teeth-chattering, eye-bulging, nonsense-gibbering time as we may… — Joan Frank Copy Share Image
Lovers and even some family members may come and go but the friendships that take root abide. Sometimes the best of what is true… — Joan Frank Copy Share Image
Yes, letter writing is antiquated - though there remain a few renegades who still so treasure the luxury of contemplating their lives in letters… — Joan Frank Copy Share Image
