Erasing a Letter from Miss Emily and Forwarding It to the Beloved

Dear, dying stunned my spirit. a flake gathered by the wind now part of the drift called "the infinite." We don't know where he is, though so many tell us. Silence... Seraphs are solemn artists. illumination comes but once the grass suffices It sweeps around me like a sea... ______ GRATITUDE JOURNAL: 1. Dale Ray's chocolate pie. OMG. Ecstasy. 2. Convertible rides. 3. My friend Sally's friendship, encouragement, and laughter. And her spiral-notebook hair. 4. Poetry. It is the godsend, the godspeak, the godspell. 5. Sex and sex and sex and sex--"Shattered," The Rolling Stones. I have written a short short story called "Shadoobie." I once wanted to write microfiction based on each of the Some Girls tracks. If I can find "Shadoobie," I'll post it.