LETTERS TO THE DEAD: SEVEN

6/7/18
Hey Kevin (1952 – 1993)
         Just a postcard to let you know I’m thinking of you.
Always do. My little brother who taught me so much.
For the cover of this postcard imagine a black-n-white
of Fred Astaire & Ginger Rodgers in “The Barkleys Of
Broadway” dancing with the cool fluid motion of robins
in a mating dance. Even in the still frame there’s flutter.
Oh such sex appeal to a square like me, to you it’s art.
         To write letters to the dead you have to read letters 
from the dead and thanks to our mom (who saved every-
thing) there’s plenty to chose from.  I’m amazed at how
often you sent these hip California images of dancers and
artists with a letter “to just stay in touch.” It has not
been as easy to read these as I thought it would. The ones
from the late ’80s have a lot of details about the treatments
and therapies for aids you were undertaking.
         I can’t believe it’s been twenty-five years.
         I still miss you so much.
Take care,
Jim