I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence
And so the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're goin' through

Monday, September 5, 2016

Day at the Fair

So, one of the stops at the Geauga County Fair is the library sale. Since we didn't get there until today, which is theist day, I was pretty sure I wouldn't find anything. But there in the stack was some Tobias Buckell (which I only had the paperback, this is a first edition) and some Elizabeth Bear. So, SCORE!


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