RE:Post Cards to the Stars

As soon as I find the right image I will send these out:


Dear Rachel d l p,

I think we might agree in ways that are beyond my

comprehension. You know what I mean don’t you.

Yours.







Dear C A,

You just go ahead big guy. And don’t ever believe

everything you read. Not even for a minute.

Yours,





Dear Shannon,

I for one truly believe that you can do

successfully and pleasantly everything there is to do on

this planet by yourself. Period.  You taught that.

Yours,







Dear D A,

Be very careful and take just a hint of advice

from an old person. Your head certainly can explode.

Believe me not them.

Yours,







Dear Tom of Kent,

You CANNOT answer a question with a question.

You need to go to couplet counseling man. No pun.

Yours,







Dear Heart Broke in Brooklyn,

In deep shit is not always a bad thing you know. That.

Follow your best thoughts and think like a kitten.

Too survive is priceless.

Yours,







Dear AB in OP,

When I read your latest I feel old, scared and vulnerable.

Not in that order and not a bad thing. Always. Well.

No. No really.

Yours,






Dear Everyone at St. Marks Poetry Project,

Quit sending me your magazine. It doesn’t make sense anymore.

Yours,