Tick Tock

Days pass.

Softness hardens.

Saturday Night

Dancing to White Stripes.

Dangling bead from wire.

Applying salve to wounds.

Resist the Urge

The queen is on top of the king.

The king is on top of the queen.

Rescue 911

Up in the tower like Rapunzel.
Waiting for the rescue team.
My hair is cut short.
I'll form a ladder from the broken beads that lie shattered on the floor.
Climb on up.

The Aviatrix 

Sitting

I've given up the couch.

I'm now at the table stringing beads.

TrinketsNYC.

Hop on over.