The Midnight Library

Regret is a door that only opens inward. I stopped knocking.

The Book of Regrets is just a search history you wrote in tears.

Every life she tried on had weather. There's no climate without rain.

Mrs Elm in the nurse's costume, the book's real rescue was a different kind of library card.

Her father's pub in the small life. The life that looked smallest held the biggest room.

Roots so deep the tree died in Antarctica. Choosing a life is choosing a soil.

The glade between lives, thank you for walking with me, said to herself. Finally.

Voltaire got quoted and outdone: you don't need to know the meaning, just to live the day.

The last book on the shelf was blank. Best plot twist: your page is still writable.

Carried out of it: never mind the regrets. Mind the roots.