Dear Anyone who Listens,
I thank you for listening. I'm standing outside telling you this. I have so much to say. I'm sure it would be like a waterfall pouring from my lips. I've never had anyone to listen. Never had anyone wanting to know about me. As I say this people are looking at me as if I am crazy. Why? Well because I am talking and the only thing listening is the air. And you might think I'm crazy too. But when you're alone so long, anything becomes anyone. And if the air is the only one who does not silence me so swiftly, why can't I talk to it?
- R.E.
