On our way out of the city we
jostled strangers, found seats
together. It was raining and the light
broke around your grey sweater.
I heard somebody behind us cry,
then your eyes like caverns
met my own green shade of
creeping sleep and worry.
Grasping my fingers you said,
And we were.
More valentines by biologists.
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Two of my favorites from my last trip to Asheville
I haven’t ever, and I don’t think I ever will, find a more beautiful dress.
“To create a sculptural fabric, I am experimenting with the printing technique of marbling; combining embroidery, bonding and pleating. Applying these fabrics into fashion creates unusual and intricate fashion garments.”