This is a Special Edition Postcard Poem (do you feel fancy?) that is inscribed on, instead of a postcard, the back of a bag that I got two round truffles in from an artisan chocolatier booth at a market in Santiago. I loved the chocolates (I mean, do I even have to say that? "chocolate" and "love" in the same sentence is already redundant), but I loved the actual bag just as much! Well, almost as much... At any rate, chocolate was gone instantaneously, bag remained. Bag inspired poem. Poem became special edition. Special edition became a run-on intro that you probably stopped reading a few sentences ago. So I'll leave you to it. Bon appetit!
I love a little / bag of chocolate / even if it doesn't / have any chocolate / in it. It is / small and white and / crackles deliciously / and I love it. / Paper love, / and I love it.