Monday, June 6, 2016

The End of All Our Picture Books

The deep, dark woods exist in books
Pressed out of the flesh of the woods.
Pictures after pictures, artists
After artists, stories after

Stories they invoke them again:
The mysterious, dangerous
Magical lives of the darkness.
How could children not know they're home?

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