#snailmail
I’ve saved our letters,
They’re in a box in my closet.
Nothing screams pain more than old words.
Words that meant the world in that moment,
But over time,
Entered into a downward spiral.
I loved how you curled your Y’s,
And oh-so confidently striked through your A’s.
_That .38 pen fit you too well._
The floral stamps reminded me of a crowded garden,
One filled with bees, butterflies, and even grasshoppers.
_You got those at the Art Museum, I just know it._
An asymmetrical heart sealed the letter,
Instantly ripped in half by my eagerness to read your words.
_Did you kiss the heart where the envelope seals, just like I do?_
Before flooding myself with your paragraphs,
I delicately brought the parchment to my nose.
_Ambrosial, particles of your aroma trapped into the air of the envelope, spread on the parchment._
I am grateful for our endearments that are captured on paper.
No time for reliving, only reminicinsing.
Thank you. So so much.
You will never know how important it was to me.
Jan 20, 2021
Jan 20, 2021 at 6:43 PM UTC
You hear the thud.
Put on your dressing gown, rub your eyes.
And wearily approach the door, wondering what it could be.
Another bill, another promotion in a cunning disguise?
But there it is, dressed elegantly in plain white,
With the stamp placed perfectly on the right.
You see the swirls in the handwriting,
The way they flick the k’s and how they curl their c’s.
You try to guess who sent this wonderful surprise
You pick it up with care and, for an instant, freeze
Then you abandon all restraint, and rip it apart
Desperate to read what’s at its heart.
It takes thought and love to write.
In a world full of texts, facetimes and calls.
A letter hits the spot just right.
A short story, addressed to you
And only you
A little piece of history lies in your hand
Keep these letters
Store them safely away
For they will fill your heart with joy
When you re-read them on a melancholy day
Next time you are at a loss for something to do
I beg of you, put down that phone
Take out a pen and write a letter or two.
Apr 17, 2021
Apr 17, 2021 at 12:15 PM UTC