Monthly Archives: November 2008

You suggestthat we order our booksby color,and level by levelof packing tape,we undothe semblance of orderwe had.
Where once there were authorsthere is now joywe think.
My father smilescondescendingly while your mother askshow we’ll find our books.
They worry overthe browningof the palette,the potentialcomplicationof splitting lightinto its components.
How beautiful I thinkin the morning.