Work in Progress

She understood the fold of the fabric now.
Stiff and relentless.
Whispering hard secrets.
Every hem has its tell.

Threading through resistance.

The needle’s eye
will take you back.
With time
you will mend.

Once you figure out how important imperfection is,
the growing can begin.

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