Berry Moon Skirt (lining)

by Pam Noles, based on Berry Moon: Laments of a Muse by Camilla Bruce

Wrap skirt with quilted panel. Cotton, cotton/poly blend, satin.

Modeled by Interfictions 2 author Alaya Dawn Johnson.

This piece will be auctioned off to support the Interstitial Arts Foundation at iafauctions.com

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Uploaded: December 2, 2009
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The Interfictions 2 Auction

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    Dream of the Child Empress of Mars The Beauty of Strange Stories by Mia Nutick The Animometer Just One Shoe by K. Tempest Bradford Berry Moon The Quiz Heidi Berry Moon Skirt Dream of the Child Empress of Mars C. Jane Washburn - The Child Empress of Mars
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    A Taste of Interfictions 2
    • “Hey Chipper, Mr. Anderson
      That’s Guy, not Garry,
      or Gary or even Garie
      Wants us to dialog in Haiku?

      Huh? He wants dialog In Haiku?
      Why does that sound kuku?”
      From: The Chipper Dialogs by Ronald Pasquariello
    • “My Obstetrician has four heads.
      She stands in front of me, arms crossed, tapping one foot.
      She only has the two feet.
      We are in Evanston, a socially-politically-ecologically aware suburb of Chicago, and she wears sensible shoes, expensive clogs and natural fibers to draw the eye away from the four heads.”
      From: Afterbirth by Stephanie Shaw
    • “Just before I dozed off to sleep last night, I had a vision. I saw, with my eyes closed, a room that was wallpapered with the most amazing scenery of a battle between angels and demons. It was brilliantly colorful and so amazingly detailed. I can still see the deep red of the evil horde, their barbed tails and bat wings – classic Madison Avenue horned demons, but playing for keeps, slaying angels with their tridents. The angels wore billowing white robes and, of course, had feathered wings in contrast to the slick rodent ones of the enemy. Halos, gleaming swords, harps to call the troops to charge, they poured out of the clouds, riding beams of light toward earth where the demons crawled out of cracks in the ground, smoking volcano craters, and holes in giant trees.”
      From: The War Between Heaven and Hell Wallpaper by Jeffrey Ford
    • “I should tell you now, if you haven't figured it out already: Morton and Alice had a thing, back in the day. It lasted three years, from Christmas to Christmas exactly.

      And I should tell you that it nearly destroyed him, Marie adds. Morton's dead wife wants to show you something, and though you wouldn't expect a disembodied form to have photographs, she does.

      See?

      She wants me to tell you about them. I have to be polite, plus I'm curious. Who'd take photos of a love affair you were trying to keep secret? So I look.”
      From: Morton Goes to the Hospital by Amelia Beamer

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