listen the whole way through: oh heart, jill barber
at the library, i didn't lift my eyes from the book in front of me except when a yellowish leaf drifted from the tree sheltering my table and into the text (page 355). i was bored by today and the flower-carrying procession of boys, all ready to suprise their early morning sweethearts.
but then someone tied a red balloon on a crimson ribbon to the dark fence of the public gardens so the wind had someone to dance with all afternoon. it wasn't for me but i stopped, pulling it down with mitten fingers, to read the small rectangle note.
Love Is Safe
after, i kept walking. but i looked in the eyes of all the strangers that i passed. there is much i want to understand.
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oh, your valentines day memories are bitter sweet aren't they. my dear, i love this jill barber friend of yours, i must have more. is the CD you send re-recordable?? i send you news soon.
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