Thoughts that sometime...rhyme: Shoe box scribes

Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Shoe box scribes

In the corner of the closet sits a dusty shoebox. It is almost full even though nothing has entered that magic realm for too long a time. Envelopes slit open with a kitchen knife. Bulge. Folded paper holding sentences telling of memories as they were living. Now the mailbox sits forlorn by the side... Sign in to see full entry.

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