after hearing so
much about it,
i start the new
book, the cover
is hard and shiny
with a yellow
sheen like lemons,
crisp from the
press and packaging.
i dip my eyes into
a page or two
at first, but it's
slow going, and i
turn it over to read
the praise, the blurbs
from other authors
whose books i also
couldn't read. one
says that it will
change my life, but
instead it makes me
sleepy, this fiction,
these characters
so thinly drawn.
i'll wait for
the movie on this one.
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