Fabric Frame

Capturing every thread

I am the story of discarded things.

I am a frame found in a thrift shop.
                Sheathed in muslin,
                fragments fused 
                from the relics 
                of projects past.

Run your finger along an edge.
Can you see 
                the blouse I’d hoped to be? 
                The shoulder bag? The summer dress?

I am the reimagination of debris.

I am rebellion, anti-annihilation.
                Yard of potential, 
                castoffs curated 
                and spared from 
                certain extinction.

Until the mage found her muse.
Do you see
                the vision she had for me?
                A naked wall? An empty shelf?

I am the art of rediscovery.

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This is an offering with the hope of finding its home in a friend’s artwork (image below). Process notes can be found here.