Real antique postcards, written by hand and mailed to someone you like.

In 2015, I bought a bunch of unused vintage postcards at an antique mall. For two months, I sent one every week to my mom from a mysterious stranger named Beth, a woman who was trapped in an alternate dimension, looking for something called “the chaos sphere.”

I loved how much something so random and harmless could both confuse my mom and make her laugh at the same time.

I wanted to give others the same joy. Hence Creepy Postcards. You pick the card. You tell me who it goes to. You can write the content or I’ll write it for you, then I’ll anonymously send it for you, postmarked from Indianapolis, IN.

$10, stamp included · $12 outside the US