It is a beautiful letter,
so beautiful that i also wrote one, will send it in another mail.
And Stuart's letter indicates forgiveness, a virtue people don't have.
> Letter
>
>
> Dear Amanda,
>
> I hope this letter finds your well.
> I must tell you shovel, sparkplug, grass, rice.
> The meteor you sent me crumbled
> because I forgot to pay my dream tax.
> Amanda, Amanda, your flesh is soaked with bread.
> I saw you standing barefoot with your babies in a hamper,
> and I thought of you so hard I cut my hand
> on a piece of candy. Please ask Father if he's seen my voice.
> The world gets flatter: it's sticky in between.
> Your hips are violet cycles. They make me ashamed of the clock.
> Your eyes make whatever they look at count.
> You just put me on the pins of wonder.
> Amanda, everything is soiled except your heart.
> I'm flying as hard as I can, but the air gives out.
> The wistful starlings have forgotten but are not forgotten.
> Please ask Mother to make me a choice.
> Give little sister as many kisses as there are daisies,
> and tell little brother not to hurt himself on the dandelions.
> I must tell you cloud, stoplight, window, flute.
> I must tell you asphalt, armature, prairie, sky.
> Amanda, I've got to lean on this to say it but
> the words don't matter, they can only mean.
> The best revenge is not to care. Reach. Reach. Reach.
>
> Eventually,
>
> Me
>
>
>
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