Dear Books

Posted on April 12th, by Katie Legere in Uncategorized. No Comments


Dear Books,

I desire more time with you. Journey’s that don’t leave my bed or my backyard. I wish to know more closely the space between your pages like an escape I could never regret. I am bound by your ability to tire, inspire and urge fire in me. Stories dive into my skin, like an orphan that longs for meaning. Poetry purifies my heart like swimming naked in the moonlight. Each title is a cover to discover, a medicine wheel that invites me to see beyond all directions.


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