She sat next to me at Shakespeare & Co bookstore on Lexington Avenue. I lost her name, but I remember the beauty and clarity of her and her poem.

       All the times you spend
There is a wooden floor
              beneath the shelves
       coffee tables, books
young folks all chattering
       can be alone
       can like it.

Read a poem by Leila M.

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