before email,
before computers, before cell phones,
or texting.
before
this world went crazy
and illiterate,
i'd take a pen to paper
and write a letter to a loved one
or a friend.
i'd take my time
and say exactly what I meant.
long hand.
then fold it over and into
the envelope it went.
a stamp licked and pressed
into the corner.
the address affixed.
then i'd drive to the post office
late at night
in the snow. no one else out but me.
I can still see
the flakes
like bright confetti melting
against the glass
as I drove in peace. wanting to
place my letter in the box.
to be read at last.
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