i got this in my MySpace inbox the other day. it made me feel terrific. the best compliment i think i’ve ever gotten.
my name is [DL] i am the younger brother of [SL]…now [SW], but i just wanted to say that you wrote a poem and i found a copy of it it started out “each life a letter under an indigo envelope”, anyways i just wanted to say that was one of the greatest poems i ever read in my life, and by the time [SL/SW] told me you wrote it you were already gone to florida i think. anyways, good talking to you i always wanted to tell you that. i actually used that poem for a class in college and we had to memorize a poem and resite it, i picked that one. i hope you are still writing and i hope life and your travels have treated you well.
[DL]
shame, i don’t even remember the pome.
(SL/SW is a girl i used to hang around a whole lot back in The Day, during the grunge explosion and my pizza-slangin’, pot-smokin’, free-wheelin’ heyday. DL is her younger brother. I always liked him, he was a real fun guy.)
