To spin the web and not get caught in it, to create the world, to create your own life, to rule your fate, to name the grandmothers as well as the fathers, to draw nets and not just straight lines to be a maker as well as a cleaner, to be able to sing and not be silenced, to take down the veil and appear: all are the banners of the laundry line I hang out.
— Rebecca Solnit, Grandmother Spider 2014
Leah splits her time between Provincetown Massachusetts and other places.
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