I am writing lost love letters

I am writ­ing lost love letters
to ampersands, my favourite —
with its cur­licues in arcane typefaces,
it peeks out at me from
designer invitations
& grungy res­taur­ant names
& I play seek. I invent
reas­ons to unfurl my ampersands
& sneak our way into otherwise
qui­es­cent sentences.