Read an excerpt from the first book in my series (narrated by a dressmaker):

I had never seen a being beautiful as you

who in passing my cocoa-bean test brought me great inspiration

the dresses I fashioned from that point forward were winged creations made from the excesses of water on hand

each drop sewn one on top of the next so that the texture was rippling as a pond beneath the moon

the dresses took on the buoyancy of flotation devices and hung in the air around us as I made them

I saw you reach up to touch the hem of the highest one

when it burst

you were as wet as the night of your arrival

the children who were to wear those dresses did not cause them to burst but went away like small butterflies

one day you indicated by the look on your face that you had never seen such wearing

you said HOW WOULD YOU LIKE TO GO AWAY FROM HERE AND TRAVEL THE WORLD WITH ME MAKING THESE DRESSES and I said I DID NOT KNOW YOU COULD SPEAK and you said DON’T BE STUPID, OF COURSE I CAN SPEAK, BUT I HAVE BEEN IN MOURNING and I said WHAT IS MOURNING and you said SUFFERING and I said WHAT IS SUFFERING and you said IMAGINE THERE WERE FOOD IN THIS HOUSE AND NOT JUST COCOA BEANS BUT SO MUCH FOOD YOU COULD NOT EAT IT ALL and I said DON’T BE STUPID and you said THAT WOULD BE THE OPPOSITE OF SUFFERING and I did not understand but said I SEE

when Mother came home I told her we were leaving in the morning and she said I CAN’T FORCE YOU TO STAY and TELL ME WHAT YOU WOULD LIKE

because I knew that all she had was cocoa I said MAY I HAVE COCOA PLEASE

rain sill lightning sweat

in the morning

petals dead breast lawn

we were gone


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Read an excerpt from the second book in my series (narrated by her daughter):

Mother was wearing her cloak

we were outside in chairs

just the two of us

the woman from the state was inside behind the window’s glass

we had blankets in our laps

an afterstorm sprinkle fell on our upturned faces

we listened to the wind in the trees

she said RAIN

SILL

LIGHTNING

SWEAT

she told me the story of how I came to be

I HAD NEVER SEEN A BEING BEAUTIFUL AS YOU

I knew she did not mean me but to hear her tell it that way

to hear her say YOU

it was nearly as good as

then the woman from the state came out and asked what I would like to drink

Mother said MAY I HAVE COCOA PLEASE

then she finished her story

PETALS

DEAD

BREAST

LAWN

in the morning we were gone

you took me away

you spoke of shadow memories

you said I would always have them

that I would always carry them with me

no matter how far away they were

and then you wrapped me in your arms

and said GIVE ME YOUR PAIN

I CAN TAKE IT

I WILL TAKE IT