neighbor, manuscript

Our next door neighbor moved out. One day I walked past his apartment and noticed the blinds were open and the place was empty. The next day, UPS delivered a package. It's been sitting there since.

I've been getting together a manuscript for a contest. There's no entry fee, so I figured, why not? Erik looked through my thesis and put post-it notes on his favorite poems. I'm just typing them up and will fret about order later.