Tag Archives: Julie Ramon

How to Sew a Straight Line

Drive into Kansas. Study the lines— the empty spaces between rows of crops. Notice the crows, like black stitches on telephone poles. Apply pressure to the pedal, your hands. Know you’ll never be sure how much until you begin. Let … Continue reading

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Preferring Kansas

He prefers the flat wheat fields of Kansas. His feet know how to climb up muddy strip pits, a gift from Big Brutus. He knows which dirt roads lead to buffalo, abandoned barns, a spot to pull over and touch. … Continue reading

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The first time we drove to your mothers’

it was fall, and the sun was setting on Kansas, a face that peeked up from behind fields, chat piles and Brutus. I remember you asked if I had ever seen a strip pit and let the answer dictate the … Continue reading

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Linear Friction Welding

When I heard you describe it, on the phone, I was walking to work and kicking leaves. I stopped and made you repeat it again, It’s when two items are pressed, pulsed together to create friction, and their cells bond, … Continue reading

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