Sword, Ring, Needle
Wed, 07 Sep 2011 23:09:25 +0000 The needle flashed in the late afternoon light, shuttering up and down as Shulie’s hands moved the dark fabric under the machine’s foot with her hands. The foot and needle both caught the light and glinted, while the black corduroy fabric seemed to swallow up the light. Black, black,… Continue reading Sword, Ring, Needle