Monday, April 11, 2016
Okay, so we're already four months into 2016; I'm a tad late. But! This is such a great collection of covers, I just had to share. It's so hard to pick favorites to feature here, so you'll just have to click through to the Bookish website to see all of the beautifully designed book covers. Prepare to be awed.
Monday, March 28, 2016
- When I was nine, my father sliced his knee
With a chainsaw. But he let himself bleed
And finished cutting down one more tree
Before his boss drove him to EMERGENCY.
Late that night, stoned on morphine and beer,
My father needed my help to steer
His pickup into the woods. “Watch for deer,”
My father said. “Those things just appear
Like magic.” It was an Indian summer
And we drove through warm rain and thunder,
Until we found that chainsaw, lying under
The fallen pine. Then I watched, with wonder,
As my father, shotgun-rich and impulse-poor,
Blasted that chainsaw dead. “What was that for?”
I asked. “Son,” my father said. “Here’s the score.
Once a thing tastes blood, it will come for more.”