Is there something that stitches together broken people with no common history Except that of being lost of free falling … More
Category: poem
Beyond the pale
As to the pale: please note: the pale is exile. and beyond the pale, beyond is beyond exile into – … More
Birthdays
Goals for November I will sew two jackets and figure out what to make with the fabric I have stacked … More
Math
I never got math. Ever the one to want to know why I wasn’t satisfied with one plus one equals … More
retrospective
Promise me a retrospective A gathering of my graces Such as they were Be kind as you look upon my … More
Blue room
Today I will look for my indigo fabric; the two bundles of indigo that I bought at the Houston Quilt … More
the massage chair
The man smelled ever so slightly of cigarettes. Not the old rancid smell of smoke in unwashed clothes, but the fresh … More
birthday fairytales
As a little girl, my rational mind tried to believe in fairy tales. It would have been so much more … More
Alex calls while walking Violet
Alex calls while he is walking Violet. We talk about Charlottesville. What can I do? he asks. I am so I … More
sugar
Perhaps I have been too kind and that is the excuse I offer for the delay in the telling, for … More
