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My Sewing Machine by Opal Palmer Adisa

  as long as i can remember i’ve always stitched cloth into the dreams people manage   after the earthquake hopelessness captured me like a body-bag husband missing but my machine survived   people bring cloth my fingers stitch scraps into newness I’ve been sewing since I was nine years old, maybe even younger.  I […]

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