Stamps for Email
Picking out stamps at the Philatelic center in Rockefeller Center Post Office. Bringing them home to my apartment.
Opening the glassine envelope. The smell. taking the block in my hand. Feeling them sticking slightly to my fingers.
Tearing one away along the perforated edge. The the intimacy of licking it's back. Pressing it firmly to the envelope.
The lingering taste in my mouth. Ahem...
Now email is probably up there with the automobile as far as inventions go. But missing... is the stamp.