Postcards I Never Sent
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Postcards I Never Sent
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I bought a map with someone else's notes
Red circles bleeding through the folds
A road to Cádiz, a room in León
Three little towns I'd never heard of
The bus ran late outside Jerez
Heat made a mirror of the street
I wrote your name beneath a church bell
Then crossed it out before it rang
Every place looked temporary
Even the shadows changed their shape
I kept collecting small departures
With nothing I could think to say
So I wrote postcards I never sent
From borrowed rooms and station steps
No "wish you were here," no grand goodbye
Just crooked dates and half a line
One said, "Today I missed my train"
One said, "The hills were almost white"
One had your address on the front
And nothing on the other side
In Ronda, someone lost a jacket
Still hanging from a rusted chair
A dog slept underneath the viaduct
Like it had always lived down there
I followed chalk marks through an alley
And ended somewhere off the map
An old man whistled from a balcony
A tune I couldn't whistle back
Maybe that's what travel does
It makes the useless things remain
A broken sign, a stranger's window
The smell of dust before the rain
So I wrote postcards I never sent
From borrowed rooms and station steps
No "wish you were here," no grand goodbye
Just crooked dates and half a line
One said, "I saw the Atlantic"
One said, "I slept past Córdoba"
One only had a blue ink stain
Where I forgot what I had thought
By August, all the corners curled
The stamps went soft inside my bag
Ten little versions of myself
I didn't know I used to have
If I had sent them, you might think
I wanted you to understand
But some things only stay alive
As long as no one holds them in their hands
So I kept postcards I never sent
From empty roads and rented beds
No declarations, no regrets
Just proof that I was somewhere else
One said, "The evening turned to gold"
One said, "I don't know where I am"
The last one never had your name
I think that's when the trip began
The last one never had your name
I think that's when the trip began
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