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Denise Dunn - Albuquerque, NM (USA):
April 02, 2001:
This book is like throwing the baby out with the bathwater
This is a book of my DNA. Look closely.
This book God could have written, if God had wanted to
Let this book push all your buttons. It will.
Try the pages of this book with peanut butter and a fine
April 03, 2001:
These are the pages you saw on the walls of your cell.
Might these words be in blood, do you think?
Did this book perform the exorcism you hoped for?
This book is profoundly blank. Please read it last.
This book was written by winnowing my chaff in your breezes.
This book contains the secret garden with God's footprints in the muddy
This is the book that hung from a nail in the outhouse
all those years
This is the book I saw written on the insides of my
eyelids each night
Lick the words off these pages, if you dare
This book we wrote together in our sleeping bag under the stars
We shook these words out onto the pages like grains of salt.
We didn't know we had written this, until the phone began to
This book connects all the dots in indelible ink
Someday we might notice this book leaking
This whole book fits under my tongue. And it belongs there.
April 04, 2001:
My son learned to read from this book, in my womb
This book just tipped sideways and started a domino effect around the
I wish this book would stop inserting itself into my every thought
This book has been flirting with you for years, why not give
it a look.
Nothing good can come from ignoring this book
This book is the favorite of the roaches in the basement.
They make sure their children read it.
This book has our grandfather's love notes to our grandmother in the
This book wants you to cry and get it out of your
system, and it will say anything to make that happen. Then
it will bring you tea
This book is just too smug for words.
This is all pictures of the insides of my thoughts. I'm
not sure who the photographer is and he or she didn't
request permission or list credits. Nice job, though.
April 05, 2001:
This is a book from the remainder table. It crooked its
finger at me as I walked past and I will be in
its debt for the remainder of my life.
There is no sign of life in this book but I keep
trying to resuscitate it anyway, hoping for the best
This book was planted in our garden between two Early Girl tomatoes
and became a delicious part of us 57 days later.
We're going to plant more of them this year.
These books go well with the decor, but that's about it.
April 06, 2001:
This book aspires to the heartfelt and tender wit of the ones
holding it up on either side
The books on either side of it support it gently and step
in front of it when anyone comes near their shelf. They
are its heirs.
All the books on this bottom shelf get down and run around
at night, climbing onto each other's shoulders to peer out the window
at the stars.
This is the last page of a book that has been self-destructing
word by word, unable to make sense of the world.
Today we will take this book out for a walk in the
rain. It has been craving the release for months.
This book is unable to make change or follow a map.
It has the deepest heart of any book on the shelf.