This tiny book object is covered in eggshell fragments and contains mica windows that reveal a ball of the thread within. Two of my texts, That Tree I Distinctly Remember and Cluttered, are printed on different colored papers and spun into the threads, with their ends hanging out through opposite holes in the box. The texts, both evocative & raw, are safe within their precious container. The only way to read them is to pull out each handspun thread, and then, unravel & unspin it, deconstructing the work.