Thursday, May 14, 2015

The Daughter


Here in my daddy’s  
darkroom:

our memories
are everywhere.

My dad would rise
with the sun

and the warm light
would expose

our lives through
the lens of the window:

See that girl
playing the violin,

standing within

this frame of brick,
mortar and pine?

That girl is me.

We are all together here.



Erin Stoesz



Jeny Originals Yarns & Handwovens, Downtown Laramie, Wyoming

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