My high school mentor ripped a page of your words from a borrowed library book and I first experienced Wild Geese in the isolation of his office, alone.
Jon gave me your address.
I thought I had time.
What about college did you dislike, Mary?
I didn’t apply to the top 3 Ivy League schools because there was nothing for me there. No appreciation for kindness, and no resonance for the crevices of life that I happened to fall into in my late teens and early 20s.
How is Molly in heaven? Do you wish you had passed first?
Your lover is in your likeness, and I am mine (Chinese boys need more love).
I wear glasses now, and I take long weekly nature walks, admittedly because of a game on my phone. Well, Pikmin Bloom didn’t exist during your stay here.
Your life was so little but no less beloved: we don’t need to have met for me to miss you.
Your tenderness emerges like how Cordelia does so well here.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GvwaR63h4Kc
You can be honest! How do you like the song above?
Thanks for everything.