Candy Confidential
–What time is it?
—Who’s asking?
The typewriters have known all along. Some of the things they say.
–What time is it?
—Who’s asking?
…And my inner child’s none too sparky about it neither but I went to write my grandfather a letter last week and Candy is down, shamefully, down due to neglect.
…Did I say space? Because I meant…
Love,
PSL