Small Stone for July 8, 2011

stoneBooks in the mail, delivered in a heavy cardboard husk.  Pull the ripcord, shell out the books.  They smell of libraries, of many papers side by side with metallic undertones of ink.  Thick, flexible, a heft in the hand.  They weigh a multitude of words.  I flip through the pages catching glimpses of an undiscovered world. One day soon, with my bookmark walking staff in hand, I will open the cover and begin my exploration.
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