She blesses the needle, fetches fine red stitches, criss-crossing, embroidering dreams in the delicate fabric.
And if her hand jerks and twitches in puppet-like fits, she tells herself reality is not as threadbare as it seems ...
that a little more darning may gather loose seams.
She weaves an unraveling tapestry of fatigue and remorse and pain; ... only the nervously pecking needle ****** her to motion, again and again.
Published by The Chariton Review, Penumbra, Black Bear Review, and Triplopia. Keywords/Tags: Addiction, needle, veins, stitches, red, blood, ******, dreams, hallucinations, seams, darning, tapestry