Like Fiction

I built you from snapshots and movie stills, and I watched you turn into fiction, your bones becoming paper stained with tears and words you’ll never read. You were a novel crafted til you reached perfection, that pedestal of hope that never really existed outside these fantasy pages. I turned us into poetry, into stanzas […]

Imperfectly Perfect: Love and the Movies

  Dear Johnny, I keep writing these letters and thoughts because I keep imagining my life from a different perspective.  I see us together, living near the beach, me teaching and you cooking.  These images are blurry, like I’m watching them through a rain-covered window, and I’m angry that I don’t know the reality of […]