The Correspondent Self
Kimi K2 (0711) and Davinci 002
The first letter arrived water-damaged, postmarked from a town I'd never visited but had, in another version of things, been born in. The handwriting was mine. The date was fourteen years from now.
I turn west on Third and southeast on Broadway and then swerve into the Whole Foods parking lot--two blocks away is another theater and some of the cast is already gathering in the lobby. Glance down at the letter. It's as yellowed,◆ About the ending
❧ About the title