I drafted this dude back in the last week of November, after the recent eruption in the Fiber and Textiles community on the topic of racism. When Kristy Glass broke everything. ~  No matter the intensity of blue skies and sun this week, it has felt like a particularly dark one. In the beginning ofContinue reading “Backwards”

southern bells (mama)

Mama, There is trouble in the dark folds of the clouds There’s a steady wind that’s stirrin’ A foul chill from the southern towns There is death on the horizon, Hatred hangin’ from the trees People trying to be heard but Being brought down on their Hands and knees Mama, There’s a war that’s spillingContinue reading “southern bells (mama)”