There’s a leak in the family room ceiling 

so I bought a sewing machine, some cotton blend thread and white eyelet

to make myself a June Cleaver friend who could help me patch the roof 

out of a tissue paper pattern

carefully specifying everything I wasn’t able to do

perfectly, 

(mop the floors, bake the pies, separate the laundry,  get my husband to stop cheating on me)

the instructions said the best thing to do was to stitch her palms together 

so they could catch the rain as it slipped over my  cheeks