e Little River Review - Gorham High School!

Jason Meuse
Letters to No One
Letters to No One
Dear, no one,
I write these letters to you.
Letters like the buds that sprout out of the soil that is my brain.
Alternate personalities that bring worlds of meaning to the right reader.
�e stains on the paper?
�e food I accidentally ran it through as I rushed to get out the door.
�e scribbles litter the paper from what I decided to cut out.
A letter is no where near perfect. And it doesn’t have to be.
It just has to make it to the blue United States Postal Service drop box.
A letter. Interpreted as a personal �le or a saintly epistle,
Can change the way one thinks, reacts, and knows a person.
And the written word is where those feelings live.
�ose feelings live on a bleached lined paper just waiting to be read.
�ose feelings live forever because the writer brought them into the world.
A man pens his love to a family, written forever on stationary.
Messages scrawled on the bathroom stall,
Or drawings created on the lunchroom napkin.
�ey’re letters to no one.
�rown into the trash. Only being glanced at by the person that matters most.
�e writer. And they know that these letters are an art form.
�ey’re art for the artist’s sake. �ey turn you free, let you loose to create for yourself.
No one, these letters I write, they’re for me.
�ey’re for me.
And even though they might end up in the blue United States Postal Service drop box,
�e feeling of the word is felt by the one that matters most.
Hopes. Dreams. Hates. Loves.
All �nd their way scrawled onto the letter.
All scribbled out in some way.
�e words just didn’t say exactly what I wanted them to.
And Nobody, I want to make it perfectly clear.
I want to make it clear that you’re gonna read these letters someday.
I’m gonna show you.
I’m gonna pull them out of the blue United States Postal Service drop box.
And show them to you because this is what I desire.
I want you to see who I was and the person who came out of it.
I want to see the emotion resonating from inside.
I want to see the maturity that these letters fostered.
Sincerely, no one.
~ 13 ~