1,556 days ago (on May 2, 2014) I lost my fitted bedsheet to the playful winds of Rome.
I have: - tried to wrestle the elastic edge from the metal torture chamber with a cornucopia of objects, including a broom - watched various wildlife communities take temporary sanctuary within the delicate folds - bubbled-over with anxiety during every thunderstorm that would inevitably transform my sheet into a weapon, threatening the lives of the elderly pedestrians , six levels below Month by month, year by year no matter how hard the Roman winds blow, they merely tighten the grip of my defiant sheet. I only wish I could remember where I purchased THE UNBREAKABLE BROWN BED SHEET, whose stubborn nature inspires.
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Désirée Marie TownleyA native Oregonian, Désirée is currently living in Rome, Italy. She started working as a Costumer and Makeup artist in the Opera and Theater industry after receiving her degree in Dance in 2008. Work offered her the opportunity to travel beginning in 2009 and she hasn't stopped since. Everywhere Désirée goes, she seeks out artists and crafts people as a means to understand new cultures. Through their art and their voices, she finds stories worth telling. Archives
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