Dear Reader

Something I learned at Columbia

Though I'd never credit them

Since it's a single soul who taught me

And she deserves better than that awful establishment

But something I learned, though I knew all along-

An artist must be present, not just within themselves-

But also within the space they speak to

They must be aware and in love with and open to-

All those they wish to reach out to

So I suppose, in order to do that, I must thank you

Because I am thankful for every second you take-

Each moment you expend upon reading these oddities

Thank you, and I'm sorry

Everything should be golden for your eyes to gaze upon-

Though, I know, my dear, all is not

Thank you, though, for reading regardless

It truly means the world, my dear

It truly truly does!