lucky rebel 7

love letter in the time of e-mail

here I am, she writes,
popping back into your life
poof!
just like a witch.

(Yes. Just like that, I think.)

today, I found out you’re an air
sign – which is good –
because air fuels fire.
I am a fire

sign. although doesn’t fire
suck the oxygen out of a room?
oh, we’re all going to die.
love to you.

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