"Post"

"Post"

Into heavy, scratchy stock,
A pen cuts my missive.
With a practiced flourish,
I commit my signature.

A shiny quarter,
Three stout nickels,
and four scrounged pennies later,

My postman,
Lisping woman with genuine joy
Accepts my envelope.  Her duty.

Our pact.
My trust.

image credit: "Mail" by Kevin Dooley (CC-BY)
the Red Bluff story

the Red Bluff story

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