On a Shelf.. .... Vanessa Hunt

On a Shelf Vanessa Hunt

My spine is falling apart. Duct tape holds it together. All day I lean against a wall, Until finally she picks me up. I stretch out my sleeves as she thumbs through my pages. Pages which are torn, stained and doggy-eared. It doesn't matter to me, though. To the world I may be just another read, but to her I am the gateway to imagination.