a bookcase
built into her bathroom
next to her
enormous
walk in tub.
all the classics.
it was hard not to fill it
up
when i went over there.
to turn on the hot
water
pour in her Calgon
and soak
as she waited for me
to come out
so that we could go somewhere.
i had to lock the door
so she wouldn't
get in as i read
once more Mark Twain,
or William Faulkner,
Ibsen.
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