coffee table

I read and then put the book down (on the coffee table)

and the book is shut, bookmarked at a place I felt I could leave it

and go back

at will

when I choose

to the place I left off

and if only life was like that

where we could close it for a while then pick it up again at a good time, a convenient time

chapters end and begin

(balancing act) pastel sketch on sugar paper

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