Popcorn

Letting something else fill the void,

With silence as loud as winter.

The words stuck in my mind like a splinter.

I’ll keep my memory attached Polaroids,

Refusing to let go just yet.

Dear YWP, 

The first time I wrote you a letter I was 13. 

The second, 15. 

I'm 18 now; how time flies, my lovely people. 

And this is the last letter. 

I can not figure out how to delete 

i love writing. 

i loved writing.

until i started thinking.

for me, writing was my everything, i think

my way to an escape, my way to a love story, my way to another life.

My name is Amelia.  

I am 17 years old 

And I am afraid for my future. 

I am tired of old men 

Deciding how I will live,  

Determining the world in which