"SORRY I'M UNHAPPY"
[I found this letter the weekend after Christmas in my front flower bed, which borders a sidewalk heavily traveled by homeless and low-income people on their way to and from a social service agency on my block. Someone dropped the letter — written in pencil on three pieces of folded-up notebook paper — unintentionally or maybe on purpose. I didn't change anything in it except to leave out the last name of a person near the end.]
Hey Buddie, it's x-mas-time not that it matter's send me a letter small money order sorry I'm unhappy, you see it takes 1 hour on the outside to send 5 or 10 $ to the inside But I'm gettin' no love hope you can get me some, I'm depending on you. Please don't let me down, so far everyone else has; And I've sent out alot of request's. I'm in medium. there are 3 or 4 here that think they run thing's you know how it is wannabe's, they censored my writing's about what real life and love are about. But they print homophobic dumass shit, and innercity rap and the n_____L____s eat it up. I can overlook it. But it test's my patcience
my bails only $750 but I'll be here at least 6 mo's oh well, I need my health back my physical health is very very important to me. Its how I've managed to stay alive. Alcohol effects the balance and equal Librium needed for proper self defense plus drug's and alcohol when done while homeless tend's to keep one homeless. I've felt alot of pain in my life greg but homelessness hurts the worst, I can't do it sober. I really appreciate you recognizing my talents; the ones you've seen so far. And I trust your not trying to patronize me when you give me compliment's I go to court 23 Dec 08; and 12 Mar 09, you must wright me back very soon, let me know you care, send me some love, I could sure use it Postcards are free at Jean Ann's or 25¢. A stamp is 42¢ or less, takes a few minutes out of your day to brighten up mine you know how it feels to be locked up and get 0 mail.
[Based on the page numbering — in Roman numerals — there might be a page missing here; I can't tell.]
Hold a sign the says "need help for my lover's inmate relief fund." Or "Gay activist jailed for defending himself, needed; closet case homo's to donate for bail." Or start passing out condom's there free at Jean Ann's. Help me Daddy, and I'll pull down my pants and lay on my tummy. Are you wearing old spice or AQUA Velva, want me to get it wet first?
P.S. Never ever trust Brian B_____'_. I did and, he had me arrested 3 separate times' I said I should have known the 1st time or even before but I fell for it like a fool. Drinking impairs your judgemen't and other's pray on you exploitation is what that's called and it comes in many form's enough of that. Merry x-Mas bro
Sincerly Chuck
posted by kc @ 7:30 PM
6 comments
6 Comments:
bless Jean Ann. She's a saint.
What strikes me is how large of a vocabulary the writer has, yet his grammar lacks much.
It makes me sad. I might write to this person if I could.
I know what you mean, Sharon. And the general lack of punctuation makes the two semicolons really stand out. Why did he use semicolons? How strange.
And using apostrophes with plurals. He does it so consistently that you detect a respect for "rules" of writing, even though he has the rule wrong.
I have the impression of someone who is very naturally bright and expressive but who has little occasion for reading and writing beyond utilitarian ends, like asking for favors.
It's terribly sad. Why is he in jail? What did he do? What was done to him? What is the "love" he talks about? Why does he cling to hope of it amid the general dreariness?
And what would you say to him if you could write to him?
Geeze. That's a tough question. I guess I would ask him all those questions you just asked and then try to say something comforting that didn't sound too much like a platitude.
Sounds like an addiction ... there's a certain mix of desperate honesty and guile in that plea.
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