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In-class Writing
I know my father from other people's stories, other people's memories, and the shape of my jaw in the mirror.
I know the feel of his work in my hands--cherry, brass, teak.
My mother told me it takes two people to make art. One to work, one to tell when it's finished.
There's only her, now.
I know the feel of his work in my hands--cherry, brass, teak.
My mother told me it takes two people to make art. One to work, one to tell when it's finished.
There's only her, now.