In My Home

In My Home

In my home, books spill from the shelves; they lie in piles on furniture, on the floor, barring passage from room to room.

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In My Home

I cannot, of course, read them all, yet my wolfish eyes constantly crave new titles.

MILOSZ C. & R. HASS 1998. Road-side dog. New York: Farrar, Straus and Giroux.

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