A FACE IS A POEM Nappe but there's no point in

but there's no point in arguing

If the clouds sometimes remind her where she comes from

everything is yours

Brice Parain

without meaning to

A FACE IS A POEM Nappe but there's no point inHave you ever stopped and looked, really looked, at a face? Do faces stay the same forever, or do they change? What if we could change faces to see through someone else's eyes? What if eyelashes were butterflylashes? Julie Morstad guides readers through a playful and fantastical exploration of the unique eyes, noses, mouths, freckles, wrinkles, scars and all those one of a kind marks that make up a face. Embracing commonalities and differences alike,