The Shape of You

I’ve stitched…

 

And stitched…

 

And stitched…

 

And stitched.

 

But, still…

Even with all the pieces back together, again,

There is a scar on my heart.

In the shape of you.

 

So, I wrote a poem about it.

 

And a book.

 

And another book.

 

Drew some pictures.

 

More poems.

 

Some short stories.

 

More pictures.

 

And I even dug out my needlework.

 

Who knew scars could be such fertile ground?

 

 

Thank you for stopping by!
Please visit the other participants in the Beautiful Freaks Fest 2!

Beautiful Freaks Fest 2

I’m going to be a (grateful) last minute addition to the Beautiful Freaks Fest 2.  Creep on in and have a look around.  I hope to add a post of bad poetry and questionable needlework on Saturday.

(I’ve lost momentum for my #Inktober comic book project, so I’m playing hooky for the weekend.  Shhhhhhh!  Don’t tell my daughter!)