Letters by Alexander

The one who never asks for anything. That's who this is for.

You never ask. I used to think that meant you didn't need much. It took me years to see it the other way: you stopped asking because somewhere along the line, asking started costing too much.

So here it is, without you having to ask. I see the things you carry. The ones you set down carefully when you think nobody's watching. The way you say “I'm fine” and make it sound convincing, except to the people who know your voice.

You don't owe anyone the strong version. You get to be tired out loud. You get to want things. And if you can't find the words yet, that's fine. Sit down. I'll wait.

I wrote five letters like this for my own family before I charged anyone for one. Now I write them for strangers.

Alexander. I write letters for people who can't find the words. First lines free, the finished one $25: [email protected]