liezel graham

author | poet | thread artist

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.

a question walks into my bedroom: what advice would you give to your daughter about life—about love.

i sit with it for a long time.
i had other lives, once.
i don’t hold much in my hands, now.

there are scars. they are old.

i do know this.

you can tell a lot about a man by the things he promises in the dark.

what he remembers in the light, is what you really need to know.

i don’t have a daughter, gave birth to a boy.

my hands are shaping a man.

at breakfast i tell him what i know, anyway.

— what i learnt on a dark road.

© Liezel Graham 2020.

Image by Oana Hodirnau.
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Image by Oana Hodirnau.
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  1. Write something true, she said. – liezel graham Avatar

    […] need a sharp blade called ‘acceptance’ and ‘this is what it was, but it isn’t anymore’. and now i go in search only of her in that bougainvillea-lined street. only her. and when i find her, i show her my hands, my palms pale pink—the soft of a baby’s […]

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