sewing, 4

But I can do no more with needle and thread
than reattach a lost button

My clothes are all bought,
made by someone else’s hands

Likely behind the pale green table and dark gray
metal of an industrial-grade machine

Like the one that sits in your living room
where you still sit, trying to make a living

I want to use my hands as well as you do,
to bind our stories, words my thread and needle.

 
 
 
 
 
sewing, 3
sewing, 5

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