our materials,
and what we make of them.
our scraps and threads,
our tangled lines, the outer limits
of what we imagine, re-imagine.
tiny lights make tiny light
yet still replace
the space the darkness was
with what we choose
to make of us.


photo and poem by katherine ferrier ©2017


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