missing you weirdo bookstore

Today I ache because I have the flu and I ache for one more reading at the Singing Wind Bookstore. Jimmy and I went to see Robert Hass and Brenda Hillman read in the cramped little ranchhouse-turned-bookstore. What an odd idea to stick a bookstore out in the desert. Fitting tho.

Name: Singing Wind Bookstore
Location: Nowhere, AZ.
Home of: crazybookstorelady; dust; muchos libros; one sweet little donkey

And one of them is a pirate

Bombs Away

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