slapping on the grin of pretend

grateful for show encroaching. unfortunately it doesn’t make my hands hurt less; which in turn makes me feel unthankful with the ache. so I turn the corners up for pretend. stitch on. watch for the holes. don’t step in. practice the up turn and hope it comes. dad’s right, may be getting too old for the medium I am compelled to use. but use I must. so turn my corners up and stitch on. it’s the only way I know out of this other kind of unfriendly corner.


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