Devin Dearing Preston: NYC writer, playwright, and storyteller

Letters I Will Never Send

Dearest dad,

July 29, 2011

I recently was curious if you remember saying good-bye. When last we saw each other, I had just moved to…

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Hey Flynt,

July 28, 2011

It’s almost one in the morning. I’m up. A night owl, which I get from you and mom, I know….

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Father of mine,

July 22, 2011

Its summer here in New York. The heat is cooking us slowly and reminding me of Texas and our weekend…

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Dear Flynt,

July 20, 2011

I miss you. Not all the time. Not even everyday. But in moments I never expect. When I’m washing the…

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