Bree Reetz 10/30/21 Bree Reetz 10/30/21

Recognizing My Light By The Shadows

An illustration of a Moth and the flame of a lighter

Listening to the beat of your wings, I realized suddenly, I was the flame.

Bree Reetz 10/25/21 Bree Reetz 10/25/21

Hurts Like Love

White hand writing on a black background.

Towards the end, I saw her stars winking out in bright flashes. The sparks rained down around my ears. My pockets pulled hard on the edges of my coat, too full, as I tried so hard to pick up and hang on to more than I could possibly carry of everything she was.