June 23 by The Running Son
a ɼequiem for ɭove ɭetters
It’s been almost 20 years ago
since I last wrote a love note.
I’ve fast learned to trash pads
and download the app for that.
I think Apple happened, Macintosh.
Then Microsoft changed all oft-
used universal ways. Days
of quilling third draft throwaways
were numbered: paper airplanes,
ink happy faces, trading glances
and handing off pocket folded notes
to someone, like you, between classes.
by Jim Aldrich (:
.namaste. -• ö.tH(ink)Mÿstiç •- .namaste.