Dearest Mary Angel

I am a poet. There, I said it. And it's true. it's taken 30 years to say it - to realize it.

All my life I wondered what I would be when I grew up, if ever I grew up. But then I realized something. I am what I've set my hand to do these many years. Even before I met you, I was a writer. I wrote my first poem (that I remember) at seventeen. Even while in that crazy fraternity, I was writing poems. My first short story was in the seventh or eighth grade. I have spent all my life writing.

Why did it take me so long to discover this, and to embrace it?


With love,



E