I am imperfect.
My faucet leaks;
My fridge door handle is broken;
My stove drawer is faulty;
My dishwasher is broken;
My garburator never worked;
My closets doors need replacing;
My carpets are dirty
My venetian blinds bent
My walls in need of a fresh coat
My tiles are cracked
And I’m on a busy street…
But to my family I am perfect
Full of love and warmth,
hot baths,
tears,
laughter,
growth,
pets.
I facilitate creativity in my imperfect ways
I am a library
an art studio
a recording studio
an office
a restaurant
a refuge
a place to die
a place to live
a home.