Bookcases

Many books spill over and out into the landscape of my home. Tumbling and falling, they cry out for attention.

They sit and sit, yet some receive nix; others, a cursory glance or an occasional flutter of my fingers.

Many books sit in a crate, ready to be loved by someone.

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