Chapter 7: Bookbag Magic
[4/8/2022]
Nineteen discrete doors to possibility.
Is it any wonder this bag is so heavy?
It can hold riddles, wonders, a sunflower time-machine,
Shapeshifters and nightmares and attempts to fathom the divine.
Recent voices wander past
With sages who’ve been proven to last.
Some doors are worn and quite well-known
And some are green and newly grown
From some patch of magic forest.
I wait in the hall and rest
And nerve myself for another adventure
Past all watchful eyes and censure.
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