So let’s write love letters to life on our fingertips
So they’ll be in everything we touch.
We’ll leave fingerprints on the seasons’ lips;
On the morning and dusk and moonlight,
On every heart we hold, every memory.
When we bleed, may we bleed sunsets
And when we cry, spill tears of rose petals
So that pain may turn to beauty
And sorrows into love letters.
Annee Clark is a seventeen-year-old aspiring writer who also enjoys acting in theater as well as singing and playing her ukulele. She began writing as a young child, starting with short stories, and is now working on a fantasy novel reimagining the fairy tale of Little Red Riding Hood called Red as well as a poetry book which will (likely) be called Freckles and Constellations.