1
Q
Visiting hour quotes?
A
The hospital smell combs my nostrils as they go bobbing along green and yellow corridors
I will not feel I will not feel until I have to
A withered hand trembles at it’s stalk.
Glass fang is not fixed, not guzzling but giving
Leaving only books that will not be read
2
Q
What poem cab visiting hour be paired with?
A
Aunt julia
