Emily Chase, 1,855 Miles, 2014 (Artist Website)
Japanese paper, alcohol marker, thread, ink, embroidery floss
my brother was born with the heart of a bird.
Three chambers not like the rest of us and to live
he must be very strong. Poor heart, dear heart—
In their black coats and hats each bird could be
any one, standing in the grass beside a hole.
My brother not like the rest
red slip/
feather stitch/
an opening/