I write letters
on napkins
and fragile Styrofoam cups
to people I will
never, ever know.
or love.
(maybe
knowing
and
loving
are the same thing)
should you happen
across
one of these
no-named love-letters
don't panic!
fold it up into
tiny pieces
small enough
to fly on the wind
but
big enough
to lodge in your
heart
and swallow it whole
letters to faceless
lovers
were never meant
to be read
and the mirror
only lies for so
long.













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