FOUND by Pam on Turk Street, San Francisco, California
I found this kind note this morning on my regular dog walking route; ten feet away from a raccoon that had been “sleeping” next to the curb for about three days. It’s kind of heartbreaking to think of this person first noticing the raccoon, then taking the time to write the note and, I assume, very quietly place the note under the wiper so as not to wake the tired beast.
I found this unsealed (and, at the time, unstamped) thank-you note on the ground at Java Break Cafe and Cereal Bar, my favorite coffeehouse. I don’t know if the frat-bro who wrote it is a poet or not, but his note not only flowed…it almost seemed intentional–yet effortless–with its wordplay, sound repetition, and line-breakage: ‘write’…’Psi’…’provide’; ‘provide’/ ‘presence’; ‘stability’…’security’…’absurdity’… And…the imagery! I’m sure Mom Wolfe will thoroughly appreciate his sentiments–and, as I have, his prose.
FOUND by Sara Eschen Rogers in Seattle, Washington
I found this trampled and weather worn note on Eastlake Avenue on my way home from a friend’s house one night. It seems so earnest and helpful– like the kid who wrote it was concerned for the neighborhood’s safety.
I found this beside a dumpster outside an apartment complex. It had an envelope that I lost. I have had this for almost 2 years and every time I rediscover it in a drawer or box it makes me laugh and laugh. I thought it was time to share it with the world because it is a true beauty.
While driving in early December, I hit a duck. It was either hit the duck or cause a multiple-car accident. The duck was flying one foot above the ground, looking disoriented. Plus, I think it was selling drugs to kids. But usually when you hit an animal, the animal does not attach itself to the vehicle. So I didn’t think anything of it. And when I got back to my car, there was this attached note. But, there was no duck. So, in the course of 3 hours: -I hit a duck with my car. -I didn’t notice the duck when I left my car. -Somebody else did notice, tried to claim it for themselves, and when they couldn’t, they left a note. -A third party (human or not) also noticed the duck, and was able to successfully remove it. Also notice in the upper left hand corner of the note, what looks like ‘PL2′ I believe is actually ‘PLZ’. For a while, I was worried that these two guys carry around a collection of template lunch bags and the one they use for stuck ducks is ‘PL2′. And, before you ask, the duck was not (to the best of my knowledge) selling quack.