OLD DUST ON OLD BOOKS there really was only ever the one way home and I never took it but the dust of it has settled along the tops and spines of these books I never returned now there is nowhere to give them back to and if I returned I would return from somewhere outside outside is where I am from now the children of that place and time were given these stories to encourage moral behavior: "he kissed the pigeon and let it go" but that was before I was born not that being born has anything to do with it