A glyph that is, I was myself yes a jewel encrypted in a jewel, hollowed by writing, carving your story in my hollow wooden amulet (shaped like a pear) with a burning needle. Journals and diaries were too heavy, my body too heavy, I wanted my body to be all air. I wanted to be pure space inside this dark bluegreen dress, materializing into flesh woman presence only for your pleasure. Most of the scriptings I threw away, never thinking I would need them now.