The Window


I chose to create fabric dolls to represent both my sister and I as we were controlled by the world around us. Surrounding the doll of me is a hand stitched poem I wrote entitled “The Window”

The Window

You think me transparent

So lost to you is the depth of me

Your stare is intense, yet so becomes apparent

it is not me you see.

I am space to be used

clear for your vision,

my ideals and needs you see through.

I screamed to be seen-

Shattered my dreams-

So I could make yours come true.


14 x 17, traditional collage

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