Soul Whirling Somewhere Box
years later, out of nowhere. a box i forgot i still had.
pale, near-virgin paper barely creased or ever read. the
scent of your lipstick still preserved where you kissed
it. the few only words you ever wrote me. "i'm glad we
met." "i hope we can make each other happy." "we're a
step ahead." ...we're a step ahead... i've heard that one
before
