Dear General,

Dear General,
By: Novac


Tuesday, January 18th, 1949.
Dear General,

I’ve made you a gift, wrapped in cellophane.

Inside, under the first layer, you will find my hopes, dreams, and life’s work written in manuscript. I leave these to you, my dear General, to do with what you wish. Though, I imagine you might read them, settling down for bed, and shed a candlelit tear to the brutal honesty concealed within these writings.

Under the second, a paper bill redeemable for 20 pound sterling’s.

Under the third, you will find 5, 1-quart sized vials filled with a clotted dust of off-red. And a razor, stained with life. My cold heart beats earth-pulse. Chalk veins open ended, shriveled and dried by my own hands. I bled these vials to life. I imagine you might carefully pour onto a glossy mirror, mortar and pestle into a fine powder and straw the pound sterling from your nose…

(red droplets.)
(inaudible.)


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I like the use of a letter form, interesting use of poetic device
Good use of metaphors and similies...


Keep getting up !