Mel Stringer and her plastic camera. Blog. The RollOut. An Embarassment of Riches. Hi everyone! We're back in action here after days and days of holiday celebration. I hope you all had as much fun and good food as we did. I am so lucky to have family who know the way to my heart is through the craft room. The bulk of my gifts this year were for making. I have yarn for 2 sweaters: The red will be used for Coraline by Ysolda Teague and the green is TBD. But, oh, new knitting isn't the only thing I can wait to start. And then, there is the best gift I have ever received in my life. –Cassandra. Mann Library’s Daily Haiku. PackRat Memoirs. I Like Your Flaws. I like how you mispronounce words sometimes, how you fumble and stammer and stutter looking for the right ones to say and the right ways to say them.
I appreciate that you find language challenging, because it is, because everything manmade is challenging. Including man, including you. When you sleep on your side, I like to map the constellations between your beauty marks freckles pimples, the minuscule mountains that sprinkle your back. I like the tufts of hair you forgot to shave and the way you smell when you haven’t showered in a while; I like the sleep left in your eyes. I like the way your skin dies in the middle of the night, how you die from embarrassment the next morning; how you writhe in the snake casing you’ve left behind. I enjoy seeing you insecure, vulnerable. The burns, the scars, the black and blues on your face body heart, I want to know their stories.
Your flaws single you out, set you apart, make you different from the rest, and thank god.