Overheard At The Bookstore

Noodling along through the fiction shelves
trash and treasures and mysterious messages
arranged alphabetically, witness to
Revelation, to lightning bolt beginning
from the next aisle
A woman on her cell phone says
“I’m at Barnes & Noble.
I don’t know why.
I just decided to read a book.”

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  1. HA!
    Happy New Year to you!

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