Exclusive Interview With Frank Hiton

Frank and I met in an intimate, little cafe on a Sundayish Sunday morning, tired weighing down our eyes like a fire blanket.

She said, "I'd like a coffee, please. Black as night."

I said, "that'll be two seventy-five."

She paid, took her coffee, then wrote veraciously on our macbook for hours.

Then, twelve years later, I interviewed her on facebook:

Thanks, Frank!