An unnumbered postcard
Postmarked Miami, Florida · September 26, 2026
Maybe we were past life lovers and we agreed that we’d meet briefly in this lifetime and start seeing other people. Staying close enough through family and friends that we’d know more or less everything about each other but forgetting that our home is in each other’s arms. -This is good luck-
Notes from the reader
Numbers 1- 191 and a circled T in pencil at the top. I had asked anon to write something that was very authentic to who they are and left a few lines from my favorite Sylvia Plath poem