Category Archives: Letters to the Past

The River & The Mayor

This is a story about the time I ended up in a cabinet meeting with the Mayor of Wuhan. But before it gets there, I have to talk about diarrhea and vomit. Diarrhea is a natural thing we don’t talk … Continue reading

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Just Kidding

Turns out Alfred’s peeps did reply. Bless their hearts. I mean, even with a misspelling or two, that’s a nice note to a kid. Perhaps we will meet again, AHMM.

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Death Blobs of the Past

When this self-employment thing isn’t going so well, I will be able to tell myself I’ve been getting rejections for a very long time. Or passive non-response rejections, anyway. [ETA: they did reply, and kindly, even if it was indeed … Continue reading

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A Poem-Letter

Dear A, I don’t know what you heard me say. I don’t know what you told them. I don’t know what you’d told them before. I don’t know what motivations you might have for telling them things that aren’t true. … Continue reading

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Filters off

Dear Mr. Z., You are a shit. I don’t know why I’ve been thinking about you recently, but every time I have I’ve come back to a place of wonderment that I never said so, to your face. I probably … Continue reading

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Left on the playground

Dear Mrs. K, I am sorry I was late coming back inside after lunch. I set myself a goal today, you see: I was going to climb all the way around the snow piles. The big, beautiful ones that get … Continue reading

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