She said she inhales books.
whole. Or maybe she eats them.
Complete paragraphs gone, in one gulp
each sentence a mere string of spaghetti slipping
down her throat.
She wheezes in chapters.
The pages rustle in the breeze.
and when her lungs are full,
her belly extended,
she spits out commas and periods
disconnected words that make no sense
winded, not even sure of what she read
so she sits, and she reads, again
and understands.
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