The Bookseller

she’s been hibernating
rustling the pages on her books to see how other lives end

she’s been judging you
on the pile of titles you hold up
not a single classic among the bunch

and now she’s lost to you
in all her shopkeeper zen
has become
a stack of books on the front porch
in a simple paper bag

how you miss her


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