I caught every stone you threw at me,
and built myself a fortress.
How safe I feel,
enclosed,
by these strong walls.
How I wish,
sometimes,
that they weren’t quite so high.
liezel graham
author | poet | thread artist
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I am a storyteller and a poet.
I use words and thread, pencil and needle, paper and fabric.
my work is an ongoing conversation with myself.
liezel graham 
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