It’s my pleasure to reveal today’s Guest Writer as the very talented, Alyson Faye. It’s always a treat to feature Alyson’s work here.
Treasury
by
Alyson Faye
Tripping over stuttery feet
I race up the winding staircase
to the room, where me and my dreams meet.
There lined up, all on loan,
are the foxed, the dog-eared
the never borrowed tome.
Touch trace the dust covers,
gently smell the ink’s print,
caress some of the others.
Along the spines, curated here,
I make my fingertip search.
Here lies my heart’s home.
This, is my real church.
It’s a reunion, every Saturday
to be relished and recorded.
A treasure trove to be looted,
memories made and then hoarded.
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Esther Chilton 
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