woven

I spent a year

on my chilkat weaving

telling the story

of our looming love

woven into an intricate

design of ovoid rings

and animal eyes

worn by the shaman

wrapped in yellows

and blues

to tell our outcome

in an oral history

knotted and looped into textile

from mountain goat and cedar

it spelled out

strand by strand

each braid of my heart

laced with longing for you

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