fortune cookie writing
2003-06-06 - 8:45 a.m.
I never intended poetry to become prophecy. Perhaps I'm just a more indirect version of a fortune cookie factory.
Just instead of dividing the papers into tiny little strips, I slice them into squares that fit neatly into slimline jewel cases.
Maybe there are other messages more deserving of the blade.
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Pretend it's 10th grade. Leave me a note.
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