First post:  Purple? Purple is the scar on my wrist when it's time  to get out of the water. A cold late-spring morning eating blueberries straight off the bush until my stomach

Purple is my uncomfortable passion, somewhere between red and blue like the time I got caught with her because we didn't lock the door, or when I let people know that I only wear women's jackets*

I look awful in purple.

*not because I want to look like a woman, but because you don't really care what this footnote says: that I have an abnormally shaped torso. I'm all shoulders and have a narrow waist. I'm also 5'4" so there's that. -compulsive footnoter

Not strictly, no:

The girl, patchwork, is she human?

Not strictly, no.

Is she a monster? Is her creator the monster?

The encapsulation of the piece and fractures of pieces plied together make the piece itself a patchwork of sorts. Is it fiction? Is it a monster?

Not strictly, no.

-Christian