Lay me down between the covers, pull the words up to my ears: saints and angels, liars, lovers, worlds of cheers and tears and fears. Wrap me up in worlds of wonder; I’ll read and dream through timeless years. Lay me down between the covers, pull the words up to my ears.

To all the books that I’ve loved and promptly forgotten: it’s not as if I didn’t care. In our time together, I savored each word; I...

That book’s on the shelf but I won’t show you where; it’s much more exciting to get yourself there. And who knows what else you might...