The Wild Fig ( Books + Coffee )

Gayl Jones:

Memory is a mosquito

pregnant again

and out for blood.

– from her epic poem Wild Figs and Secret Places, 1983

our bookstore, too, is as the mosquito’s bite: come scratch us as your urge to read is agitated. mentally inflamed? come and read and quit playing around. good words will soothe you, if you allow.

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