Ode to Broken Hearts
Is there a remedy for the brokenhearted? If not, then precautions seem to be in order…take note: Measure the depth of the fall by the anxiety level of the ‘fallee.’
But Really
I found this note sloppily folded in half outside a college dorm. The saddest part is the way the writer kind of runs out of steam at the end.
Please Don’t Hate Me
Found this in puddle beside my car in the parking lot at East Tennessee State University while leaving campus on a rainy afternoon in October.
Keep Your Head Up
Found this on the sidewalk … the burn mark and the message don’t go together at all. I wonder what happened between them.
Lost Love
Found lying on the sidewalk. It had been duct-taped to a pole like many others in the neighborhood. I don’t know if he ever found love again. So it goes.
Pain
I was walking to the el in Rogers Park and saw this bubbly-lettered, girl-handwriting note just sitting on the sidewalk.
To Die For
Found this note in between pages in a book that I checked out from the library. The last line really gets me.
My Dearest Beloved
I was going through a set of old books donated to the library by the family of a recently deceased leading citizen. This note was in one well-worn textbook. I don’t know if this note was directed at him, from him, or why he kept it all these years in a book he probably used … Continued