Four One Four Thought

I want to tell you something,
some free advice

because I've been reading palms a long time,
and I don't read them unless I also get to read
the writing hands produce

because those hands I read hug the pencils and pens and the edge of the palm keeps in touch with the paper, sweeps, interacts with it, and they exchange something that tells me too much most of the time

and those who have me read don't want to know the truth they know

so they come hoping I'll help them switch truths to a truth of right hand the left hand doesn't know --as if there's no such thing as fellowship,

but this handwriting is different.

Look at it yourself.

Every letter is a little church.
and altogether, just a roof.

Love,
Margaret
(still in the city)