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Library

They send me up into The Stacks
To scan the shelves for rogue books
out
of
order

"It's tedious, I know, but it's part of the job"

My eyes ride from left to right to
left to right to
left to right from
up
&
down

The sequence quickly becomes meaningless
and I just read the digits
letters
number
decimal
configurations
as a continuous code from
deep within the Universal Soul

Our Home for Stories is an elaborate progression
of dreams and secrets and questions from the human experience
and I get lost in the stacks half the time

Today I started out in Cave Geology
and ended in the Folklore section.

—Angelina Joline Peone

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