to you, with love.
(a package of thoughts and the occasional poems and prose.)
thoughts and prayers need a home. more than anything, they need a reader, lest they die in a grave all alone. that’s why I’m here.
There are a myriad of things I have to tell you - there are poems I would like to share, thoughts I would write down in paper chits and pass down to you, as if we were sitting in the same class at school. There is art I want to show you, as if we’re strolling in an art gallery together.
Sign up to my letter (the word “newsletter” is extremely professional, what I will write to you is.. more domestic.), and let’s pass paper notes to each other.
In the meantime, tell your friends too, thank you.