Boy Bites Bible

The best thing ever
I got for my birthday
was my name on a bible,

leather-bound and
embossed in real gold—
even a middle initial—M

—fifty years ago at least.
It came in the mail in
a stiff mauve box. I came

in from mowing
early spring grass
to find it and smell

the leather. Authorized
Version and even from
England, King James,

just as the monarchy
approved it. I sniffed
the black leather, “made

in Morocco.” A smell that
seemed so much more
important than the grass

and dust.
So many
years ago,

that moment
so true for me—
at last a book

treated right.
I bit the leather
right there, just

to taste what
seemed so true.IMG_3438

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