she eats blue passionflowers, leaves the edges-s.
marked
with that gold lipstick of hers-
reminds her of a plate glass window from
heaven.
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I am your foul-mouthed, tattooed, beer-drinking, bike-riding local librarian and I read a lot. And I read anything. This started out as a book blog, but I write and like art and food and other things, too. I am left-handed, love bacon, presents and symmetry and hate birds. My last name really is Waldo.
You are like so much sunshine to the square inch.
- Walt Whitman
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