Lay One on

I found this on a windy day while raking leaves, I hope whoever it was got the french kiss they wanted.

Hang Out with Just You

I was walking down the street on the clusterfuck of a day that is moving day, September 1st, in Boston. This girl needed me to watch her stuff in the driveway of her apartment building while she went to work, but also invited us in to ransack anything left by her roommates. Among the loot … Continued

Playing Favorites

My roomate found this on the side of the road in a box along with many other pieces of art. Reads “I love you Mommy, but I do not like you Daddy. You may be wondering where Bobby is now.”

Destine Destiny Destinee

I found this notebook while walking through my neighborhood. Oddly, this is the only page with what seems to be a child’s handwriting. The rest of the notebook contains a few recipes and some notes from the Franklin Covey time management program in very neat handwriting. There is no name or contact information. I think … Continued

Stan or Bryan or Beezy

I found this folded up in a booth at the restaurant I used to work at. A bunch of high schoolers in town seeing a play had just left.

I Ask That Some Girl Will Open This Up

This young man clearly suffers from “nice guy” syndrome, and is driven to leave notes promoting his own worthiness for any girl who might come along. I’m particularly heart-broken by the passage at the end, in which he says he doesn’t believe in abusing girls.

Like, Squared

Found soaked in the runoff of a snowbank in my doctor’s office parking lot early one morning — this sticky-noted assertion pasted to a piece of blue lined paper. (Blue, it’s useful to note, is the color of like like. And anyone with experience will tell you that like like = love.)