Lorraine and Sarah get learnt up on poetry! Sarah’s thoughts on Allen Ginsberg are just as cloudy and chaotic as Allen Ginsberg’s poems (sick burn!) and Lorraine feels threatened by Langston Hughes’ many accomplishments at such a young age. Put on your black turtlenecks, strap on those tiny hand castanets, spark up a “jazz cigarette,” and leave the squares at home, because this episode is for hep cats only.