MAIL (a 55-word story)
“I never get mail.” She’d told the mailman.
The following week, she did. It began:
“I would’ve written sooner but my pen’s shy of my thoughts.
I hope you read this half-awake.
With your eyes half-hidden by your dark hair.
And I hope its words make your lips move.
…”
“Thank you!” She told the mailman.
Alberico Collina
“I never get mail.” She’d told the mailman.
The following week, she did. It began:
“I would’ve written sooner but my pen’s shy of my thoughts.
I hope you read this half-awake.
With your eyes half-hidden by your dark hair.
And I hope its words make your lips move.
…”
“Thank you!” She told the mailman.
Alberico Collina
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