Romance Novels & Non-Fiction Literature

How to Photograph Dreams
Rekindled beach fires.
The calm center of a storm.
Holding calloused hands in a park.
Getting drunk on city lights and distant stars.
Lovers exchanging haikus.

Did I ever believe I could have felt this excited?

Passing Notes to Burn After Reading
Like a screenplay written from a high school diary, I've somehow found myself ensnared by you again. A cat drowning in a sea of yarn. Flashbacks of our perfect night, getting drunk off our textbook chemistry. It isn't fair how simple it is to fall in love with you.

Black Box Mixtape
Dreams end abruptly, reality and stormy weather set up the difficult questions: Are you ready for this? Is this a good idea? Do you really know her? Can you really hope to be happy with her? What happens once the chemicals fade?

Sky Diving Lessons for Category 5 Hurricanes
The winds are blowing like crazy in this early spring storm and I'm high off of the altitude. She's still very much tethered safely in a comfortable relationship, while my hands are shaking-trying to keep my free fall under control. It is exhausting to keep my emotions in check, but for now I can stand to let my knuckles bleed white as I fall back to land. Towards the edge of the storm, things will be easier with a bit of time. Perhaps with a bit of patience I'll find my parachute to land me safe.