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Grand Opening at the Tiny Used Bookstore Down the Street

.. It’s tomorrow, and we can already smell the pages and the ages and ages of yesterday’s stories in between: For Mary, Merry Christmas 1956 Lisle, with all my love, George See page 37. – Farley Happy Birthday, Darling. 1979 … Continue reading

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Book Fallen Open

.. I long to spend this day enfolded in your parchment arms, swirled in words and worlds where I have never been. Wish I could dance within your lead -ed rows, dig my toes in to your threaded kernings, yearning … Continue reading

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paper parchment skies

… she sits under the bougainvillea with her books. swallows wor(l)ds whole, feeds her soul with stories. she cries when characters die, has a hardcore crush on Poe, and Twain. stains her fingers in blackberries and ink. she thinks the … Continue reading

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Knowing Q

.. I grew up on Klickitat Street, knew that a dawnzer gave lee light, and that Mr. Nosmo King might arrive at any moment. Also: Q is not a question; it’s an answer. A moniker. And it should have kitty … Continue reading

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Mockingbirds

It never occurred to me to kill anything, to consider color in such a way that didn’t reflect the sky. My stones were saved for rivers, wishes, wanderings where I might need to know the way back, might need to … Continue reading

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Unpacking Childhood

..  I would dabble with dolls, sure. Dress them in the morning as if I had woken my child and gotten her ready for the day. Feed them breakfast and put them down for their nap, and then prompt -ly … Continue reading

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