"Unlove me," I say to the air,
as though the wind currents could leave a whisper in your ear,
my smell on your pillow.
For those of you who want, since I secretly adore you all, I want to send you gifts! Either physical copies of diary pages and photographs things like this or I can scan them and send them to you if you don't want to receive strange things in the mail!
This would probably be a kind of "goodbye" gift - I have reason to believe that my privacy here is not being respected... I will move to a password-protected place shortly, I think, but post here occasionally... I don't know.)