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  • fall

    my belly touches the cool floor fall and pickles and apples on the walk everywhere a chill i crawl further away from bed leaving breath from excess...
  • Life informed by life informed by life

    I feel new terrain underneath my feet. With all the grief of the world pouring down in hatred, anger, deception, violence , fear... and physically...
  • Collections

    My friend once said her objects are not separate from her. They are like her skin. Why do we collect things? Why does the human animal crave adornm...
  • An old song

    Sometimes while I’m stitching I can feel the light, the hands, the hours, the same reveries as woman who have stitched before me. It’s a song reall...