Still Feeling the Lack of Medicine
Another mysterious paper from one of the university recycling bins during move-out week. I don’t think the relationship lasted long after that.
It’s What’s for Dinner
I was checking out pockets of the luggage I’d bought from the Salvation Army, and inside were three pieces of memo paper with a list of supplements to be taken with “Lunch,” and “Dinner.” Found inside of a plastic baggy. The suitcase had a greyhound ID badge with the man’s name, address, and phone number. … Continued
No Liver, No Yoghurt Raisins
The man who makes and sells jewelry on the corner next to my shop has been occasionally receiving letters from a woman possibly named Meredith. He does not know who she is, and though her return address is sometimes marked as the same city we live in, the envelopes will be stamped with Jackson, FL, … Continued
A Spoonful of Spenda
Found on the street near a “special” guest house.