The Prose & Post Archive
The Return of the Snail Mail Club
We found our way back to snail mail. Maybe it’s nostalgia, maybe it’s screen fatigue. Or maybe we’ve remembered how good it feels to find something wonderful in the mailbox.
The Return of the Snail Mail Club
We found our way back to snail mail. Maybe it’s nostalgia, maybe it’s screen fatigue. Or maybe we’ve remembered how good it feels to find something wonderful in the mailbox.
From the Archive – December 2025
An old doorknob, letters as a form of time travel, a line printed on ribbon, and the curious ways ordinary objects can carry pieces of the past with them.
From the Archive – December 2025
An old doorknob, letters as a form of time travel, a line printed on ribbon, and the curious ways ordinary objects can carry pieces of the past with them.
From the Archive — November 2025
A long drive does more for my soul than just about anything. It’s a chance to see what there is to see, especially this time of year.
From the Archive — November 2025
A long drive does more for my soul than just about anything. It’s a chance to see what there is to see, especially this time of year.
From the Archive - October 2025
I’ve been thinking about how we need things to look forward to. There’s something essential about knowing something good is coming our way.
From the Archive - October 2025
I’ve been thinking about how we need things to look forward to. There’s something essential about knowing something good is coming our way.
From the Archive — September 2025
That most liminal of months… when summer begins to tiptoe away, and something else steps into the space left behind.
From the Archive — September 2025
That most liminal of months… when summer begins to tiptoe away, and something else steps into the space left behind.
A Box of Letters. (THE Box of Letters.)
A reflection on the power of handwritten letters—the way they carry decades of stories, friendships, losses, and love in a way no email or text ever could. Here's why I...
A Box of Letters. (THE Box of Letters.)
A reflection on the power of handwritten letters—the way they carry decades of stories, friendships, losses, and love in a way no email or text ever could. Here's why I...