Letters, To and From, Strangers


I have been writing a lot of letters lately, so I thought it would be nice to help strangers write letters, because I suspect that many strangers have forgotten all about letters. So I took my typewriter, and my friend Cabbage – who also owns a typewriter – and we went out onto the street corner with our duel typewriters and we laid them out on a mexican blanket. We painted a piece of cardboard with blue paint and our fingers. It said: LETTER WRITING STATION (Love? Letters?!).  Then we sat and typed, with our blue fingers, the words that strangers wanted to tell someone else.

I wrote a love letter to ‘The most beautiful woman in the world” from a man who was so lonely that he cried onto my mexican blanket.

Cabbage wrote a letter for a boy who had lost all his things, so he wrote to his mother to tell her that they were lost, but he was not lost.

And then a boy with glasses used my typewriter to write a thank-you note, which he said was too poetic and strange to dictate, so he might as well type it himself.



~ by warpaintandwandering on February 7, 2012.

2 Responses to “Letters, To and From, Strangers”

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