Apathy Worse Than Hate Comments

A friend of mine had a recent tragedy and in a flurry of emails with many people copied, my email address was picked up by a relative of his, an elderly man I have never met, who lives far away.

Months later now, he still sends me emails now and then with no subject in the subject line, no salutation and no name at the end. They contain his reflections on life. I don't know why he sends them to me but I read them. Some are more interesting—and moving—than others. Some might qualify as prose poems. Some are "real" poems with no title and no byline. The man writes very well.
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