Meditation on a Seam
by Luisa A. Igloria
Nights were salted with the pock-
and-punch-punch-punch of sewing
needles on cloth, the crease and rustle
of pattern paper outlining arms
and bodices of other women who’d wear
the clothes these sisters made,
and bodices of other women who’d wear
the clothes these sisters made,




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