An "intentional"
cut-up by
the gilded frame. The text written to him, by Steph, is just below - it's Steph accepting the offer to be added to
our email list of creative writing.
Scott's reply, in
cut-up form, follows. One of the most beautiful poems I've ever read...
add me on.
what a beautiful writer you are. really.
yeah, come when you can and I'll tell you a little about Romania, but not
too much 'cause it's all inside and I can't really express it. But I
probably should. I wish I could write, maybe I just should. I saw kids die,
Scott. And that I don't feel like babbling about. But anyway I loved it and
I'll go back, maybe forever. See you soon, and, yeah, add me on to that
list. I'd love to read you guys' stuff.
Steph
add me on.
I loved it too much 'cause it's all inside. But I probably should.
what a beautiful writer, come when you can. I don't feel like babbling
about. But anyway
I loved it; you are babbling about. really.
add me on.
Steph, come when Scott can.
yeah, come when you can and I'll feel like babbling about. I'll come
when you can, I probably should. Come when you can; I loved it and I
probably should. I can't really express it; I wish I could write. I
wish I could go back and come when you can.
I loved it.
add me on.
I'll tell you a little too much
I'd love to feel like babbling about Romania, but not forever.
Too much.
too much 'cause I saw kids die. it's all inside and I saw kids babbling
about. I saw Scott die. I saw Steph die. I saw kids read you guys'
stuff. Kids wish. Kids feel. Kids love.
Kids die. Kids probably
should. I can't really express it. But I wish I could die (kids die). I
wish I could write.
I loved it and I wish that I probably should.
add me on.
See you come when I can; see you soon, maybe forever. I'll go back,
babbling about. I wish I could love kids. I wish I could love, Steph.
I wish I could love Steph. I probably should. I'll go back, maybe forever.
But anyway I loved it and I wish that I could read you guys' stuff.
I wish I could feel you guys stuff
I wish I could come when you can
I wish I could come when you come
I wish I could die when you come
when you can
love when you die
feel when you come
write when I feel
see when I write
go back, maybe forever
see you babbling about
I'd love to, I probably should
See you soon, and,
yeah,
add me on to that
list.
I'd love to read you guys' stuff.
add me on, Steph
add me on
-the gilded frame-
--Letters from a Savior; Offer for a few--