92 Words Making a Random thought

A room in a hostel.. on the third floor.. under a slanted roof. A roof filled with ancient dust, the dust that is released from the volumes. Paperbacks purchased from the 50 cents and 90 cents shelves ..salvaged from the invisible monster called time. Paperbacks and hardcovers from thrift stores ; Value Village and Goodwill.. a dog eared copy of Joyce’s A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man next to a 1964 Penguin edition of Austen’s Persuasion. Books..leaves bound in cloth.. leather describing a story.. a fleeting thought.. a memory of some intangible sort.


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