the book and the window

[paperhouse]

I imagine, before anything, I must apologize for being so silent here for so long. Many of you may have forgotten about me. I have still be writing; most significantly, constructing a long poem that a particular dear girl in Seattle might turn into a chapbook. I have most of it down, but its still restless and continuously wanting to eat itself. I'

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[coast]

Let's do a nice, strong drink in New York. (It's me, Jenn!)

[paperhouse]

I just edited it from 'a drink' to drinks!
ok. we'll be in touch

[hazlewood]

yes, montreal! come hang out! we can have a picnic in the park.

[paperhouse]

ok! We'll meet after so long! i might only get a chance to be in Montreal there 4 or so days of this trip, but i'll surely save one of them to hang with you.

[sightempest]

I'm in Montreal, but I'm not sure we know each other, haha.

[paperhouse]

I wouldn't be opposed to meeting new people. you write a good poem! though maybe that's not the best judge of character? ha. you can email with me at troubles at gmail if you want to communicate a bit, first. :)

[scribble]

I could never forget you, R. Can't not-forget you enough! Let's get our heads together on the lon poem thing (i saw your messages, btw). &... fight crime!

[paperhouse]

Ok! I'll probably send you what I'm working on in a day or two. Get your red pen and scissors ready!

[rabbitlight]

Not might, will.
Looking forward to seeing you and Megan again, if Seattle is still in the cards. Bring your swimming trunks!

[paperhouse]

Of course! I'll be buying my ticket from NY to Seattle pretty soon and will give you the deetz.