Reese was one of those guys that was always slithering around, not fitting into anything. He wasn’t like the good guys, the bad guys, the weird guys, the cool guys. Whatever you could call someone, he wasn’t it. He was just Reese. I’ve known that since high school, when he’d sit in the back of the class and not talk to anyone. He wasn’t quiet all the time, but he didn’t waste words. I moved to thi...

From your matchstick, my life once began

In one moment or many

But you drop it at my scraping shoes and I am engulfed

In flame not the same as it once was

But lit by you nonetheless

I was once a mourning dove

Singing the sweet song of dawn

With your dancing fire, elegant and bright

Now I mourn as a hummingbird

Flapping my wings rapidly to escape

From your raging fire, threatening and intense

I'...

(this is a love letter to literature btw)

How can I express that I love you so?

I want to hold on and never let you go

You’re the flowers in my heart when spring draws close

You’re my soft and gentle song, my healthy overdose

The pages of your love are a welcoming embrace

And gone are all the challenges I’ll ever have to face

Of everything that comes and goes, all that is not fair

I know that de...