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Place for Pages

You'd browse, then buy a bargain paperback.
Now CLOSED, front window smashed to spider web of crack,
Used bookstore morphs into graffiti canvass
For those adjacent to the pricey campus.
I'm thrilled a soup-and-sandwich shop arrives
There soon, won't mirror nearby joints and dives.
I miss the books, though, and "Beret," the tabby
Who strolled the aisles. What's to be's to be.

What better salad, though, than bookstore's discount rack?
Posted 04/22/13
from Sky Above the Temple (Seattle: Rose Alley Press, 2012)
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