My daughter's voice. The aching tightness of hope. Hatred of nude sex. Whispered prayers and answered curses. Impatience with your good fortune. Enemy nights tilting at guilt and resentments. Alienation amongst the alienated. Disappointment in small talk and in you.
In an effort to focus this week on the body, I began by rifting on my needle felted heart pin with an anatomically correct needle felted heart pin. It was challenging to say the least. I had my husband's medical textbooks out, trying to get the correct veins in the correct place. Whew.