On the following pages there are five poems from a manuscript called Correspondences.
Correspondences is 62 poems assembled while cleaning out personal email ahead of a swift termination date at an old job. It took 11 hours and 46 minutes. I don’t know why I timed it. I was thinking somehow about my time there as congealed labor, though I didn’t do much of anything for 20 hours a week in my hidden cubicle. All lines are written by correspondents to me. I normalized the punctuation and capitalization a bit for consistency of a sort. Only one line was taken from any given email.