Dear Wigleaf,

Most people buy postcards because there's a pretty picture on the front, don't you think? The recipient of the card might stick it to the fridge or prop it up against the mirror on the vanity, but not so that my writing shows. I don't think so, unless I've come up with something brilliant, like the best private joke, loving or lewd or hysterical. Or maybe my handwriting is spectacular, like I bothered to learn calligraphy (but it isn't and I haven't).

So, flip this over and see:

A tiny dog in a red raincoat

A gold crescent moon hung low above the glassy harbor

A handsome man in work clothes with angel wings strapped to his back

My best friend, tall and blonde, running across a city street in a silk dress

Me, lounging lovely on someone else's lawn, blowing you a kiss

"Wish I was there!" I might say, or I might just say I love you.

Xoxo

Chrissy