Megan Hildebrandt, If you were modest, there was a certain art to hanging out your laundry, 2008, gouache on bristol
I haven't said. At night it's like a silver cloud. It spins fast and you rush away, leaving my quiet hands. In the morning, color--magenta and iodine--find a way back in. You know, all your cuffs know, the loosely threaded hems.