The Hope Chest

One letter per new moon — thirteen a year. I write them for the part of you that got filed under “later” sometime around your third performance review. The moon handles distribution; I just meet the deadline.

Unhidden in Plain Sight

Hey, weirdo — if you’ve been filing the strange, hopeful part of yourself under “later,” this is mail for that part.

ONE LETTER PER NEW MOON · NO SCHEDULE BUT THE SKY’S

kept in the chest, never sold · unsubscribe any moon

THE ARCHIVE

OLD LETTERS COME TO LOOK KEPT, NEVER STALE

Every letter, kept

№ 3

this new moon

On borrowed benches

Hey, weirdo — this one was written at somebody else’s table, which it turns out changes the handwriting…

fresh off the press

№ 2

one moon kept

The dog in the deck

Hey, weirdo — a stray walked into the Major Arcana this week and refused to leave…

first spots showing

№ 1

Sept 10 · the first

Safe is invisible

Hey, weirdo — I taught this for years before taking my own advice. Tasteful, it turns out, is how you disappear on purpose…

where it all starts

✳ the moon spiral — this whole archive hung on a brass spindle, one revolution per year — is on the press