Lady Books

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Lady Books (the Illustrated Version)

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Across from milky fountains there’s a saturday market

flush with organic vegetables and handwoven blankets

Here, the free downtown trolleys end their runs

transitioning into their suburban commuter routes

High heels click brickwork, mingling with steel rail noise

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As water tumbles, crows outcry buskers playing their drums

It’s an amalgamation of voices whirling up like dust devils

if dust held music, spit, and long eerie cries of visible woes

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This curious arcade, burning with life-pulsars, is a mall

for those who fancy characters in an 18th Century novel

Pastoral romance of car alarms and homeless camp smells

Trolleys ring out; the sound bouncing around concrete domes

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Female statues, gracing the fountains, have mascara smeared eyes

from years of air pollution, marble erosion, and many lonely caresses

given them before daybreak: “She’s hard and cold but her form is true”

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Between vacant towers, a blue sunrise and glass storefront awaits

ladies whose corsets are too confining during the daily work grind

Push through mirrored doors – a jingle of bells and a rush of lights

to a long hallway decorated by wartime pinups and pinwheels

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International pleasures, graphed onto graticule wallpaper, adorn

a vaulted main lounge crisscrossed by ornate library style shelves

Creativity, humor, and exoticism are all spices in these spicy racks

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Section headings printed on milky 3×5 cards are listed on each row

  • Time Traveling Firemen

  • Blades, Babes, and Glory

  • The Peppermint Baristas Union

  • The French Undergraduates

  • The Witches of Muff Town

  • New Guy & his Two Brothers

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  • Ladies, Lollipops & Tetris

  • Zombie Love: Two and a Half Men

  • Russian Dolls: Duke it Out

  • The Walking Drop-Dead Gorgeous

  • Makeup Make out

  • Men Who Look like David Bowie

Welcome to a bookshop for the ladies who read-write their own code

May your screen shine from within as your voice sings without disguise

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•Poem by •K÷S•E÷•

Illustrations by http://gregorsamsaisanoctopus.wordpress.com/

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