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
This article appears in March 2017.
