Postcard #2
I was going to write a postcard. It was going to say:
Dear ____________:
I am naked and you are not here. There is a mirror with your fingerprints and I touch each spot. 1. 2. 3. I have been sitting waiting for your stare. Your breath. I breathe.
Tired, I put my clothes back on. Clean the mirror with Windex and yesterday’s newspaper.
Love,
_______________
(akr)
