To an Artisan

May 9, 2022
1 min read

How many times were you born?

Remaking yourself in your own image, shaping clay in love and pain

I reach for you, for

Moment of collapse and wonder

when the next brushstroke lined your face.

To see your process in motion

I want to know

The story of every scare and smile line.

To understand

how you could make the most beautiful person I have ever seen

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