Emails

Can an email pass as a letter nowadays?

I should’ve paused before I hit send.

Something about the sans-serif seemed

Like the only fitting script to say goodbye.

Cursive felt contrived,

too ornate for what we had.

Who even writes letters anymore?

Imagine giving in to the indulgence of ink,

scenting the page with a fragrance I barely wore.

As if you’d think “it smells like her”.

An email spares me the coins, the frills,

the gamble of a careless mailman.

Saves a tree or two in the process.

Romance isn’t dead,
but it’s not quite alive either.

It lingers somewhere
between a letter and an email.