FOUND by Sarah Shane; Santa Cruz, CA
FOUND by Brad Rogers; Baltimore, MD
I found this scrap of paper in the trashcan of a Baltimore coffee shop.
The shop has one little counter where they keep the cream, sugar, and other coffee paraphernalia. Lit by an overhead bulb, it is completely smooth except for one small round hole in the top. This is the place where you’re supposed to drop your cups, sugar packets, and the like.
For reasons that I don’t quite understand, I felt the urge to look inside the hole. Don’t ask me why – I didn’t even have anything to throw out. But sitting there, lit by a perfect round spotlight, was this note.
FOUND by Julie at Trapp Farm Park; Eagan, MN
I was taking a break from my run this morning at a shady picnic table in the park. As I leaned over to catch my breathe, I noticed a torn photograph scattered in the grass. I put the pieces together and discovered that someone probably had their heart broken recently.
FOUND by Cynthia Wood; San Francisco, CA
I found this pink piece of paper on my block. There’s a certain poignancy to what it says, don’t you think? And the absence of any punctuation is curious (was it going to be a poem? Or a song?) There’s also a curious leap in logic, it seems, or else a misunderstanding of the services of a palm reader, as I’ve never known them to be in the business of granting wishes.