Day 4

Excerpt from "The seamstress’ skull":

French pleats please her well, though they be hard, said Isabella,

queen of the small room, the draughty stairwell, small of rage,

execution and stitch. Curtains frame her, fabric-scrap defences,

shrewd against cheapskates, ne’er-do-wells. Pay up, she thinks. Slip a silk slice,

futile mind, clean as bone, feel the quality! Madame can outflank,

o lover of shortcuts. She will find you out unless