I found this on the curb behind a house whose contents were being liquidated after the owner’s death. This color xerox, sloppily scissored and pasted onto a plain white sheet of paper, then tagged with a pre-printed caption, seemed like such a mix of forethought and complete carelessness I had to wonder who made it, for what purpose, and just how “proud” they really were. I scoured the sale for any other signs of these two award winners, but found none.
I work at a pool and at the end of the day I walk around and pick up trash. Today I spotted this Valentine underneath the stairs. I hope Drew is okay about losing Missy. For some reason this touched my heart.