All The Unsent Letters: What Do You Do In Your Spare Time?

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I no longer wish to speak. Letters suit me more, they suit my desire to escape from life. I will not say “greetings” or “hello”. Why did you take all the loneliness to yourself, knowing that life is so stressful, with all this contact with humans?

The letter is leaking out of my head, I am trying to break free from the shackles of poetry and rhymes. I know that two in the afternoon is not an appropriate time for letters, but I think writing to you is a good escape from washing dishes or spreading clothes on clotheslines.

The heat is going to melt me, I will say to the clothes and dishes decisively: “Wait; I am writing to God.”. The clothes and dishes will shiver with fear and dread, and I will do no more than what I do every day, thinking of you when all circles close around me.

Closed circles confuse me, other geometric shapes have angles that guide us to points of departure. I have been writing to you for the last ten days, why did you not respond? When I stop my requests, you will lose part of your duties, it seems that you want to lighten up.

My family does not believe in my letters, they think they insult you, they do not stop praying or giving advice, and I do not stop being bored.

They pray more than they can bear in their narrow life, I have not yet discovered what they are asking forgiveness for, but I trust that they have many secrets, they break me down, they tell me that prayer is worship, but the messages are prolonged, I tell them that I replaced prayers with letters that belong to me alone; Bringing you closer to me, people will trade it on the sidewalks titled “What do you do in your spare time?”