i have a thing for paperbacks. i like how they're soft, the comfortable weight of them, the way they bend and their covers fold over time. i like them with white space & i like when their pages yellow over time like teeth. i like that the fonts are ever au courant, ever aging, ever easy on tired eyes. i like them with notes tucked inside them, with inscriptions, abandoned to thrift shops and library sales. i like them in messy little stacks, tucked into corners of rooms, left on chairs, thrown into canvas bags, gathering sand in the summertime.