by T. Parker Vollmer
July 12, 2010
Dear Mr. Very Tall Homeless Man, You should know I’m pretty burned with you right now. Hurt, even. You know that I know of your existence on my construction project, after hours. I haven’t minded. You’ve been respectful. And I have only had to move your things into an unfinished closet a couple of times. [...]
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by T. Parker Vollmer
June 24, 2010
Dear James,
The breath in you is hard to take in. I know every single fiber of your being is in excruciating pain. I know it is dark, James. I know. I am hearing you when you say you don’t want to go on. But there is a place, a space outside of this dark abyss that is speaking to you and offering you a hand…
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