to one whose name i will not write

you said something at the door that i did not answer. it has taken me three days to find the answer. the answer was yes.

i do not know any longer whether the question was a question, or whether it was the kind of thing one says at a door because the alternative is to keep standing there.

if you are the kind of person who reads between two silences — and i suspect you are — then perhaps you do not need this letter at all.

i am writing it anyway. it costs nothing to write a letter.