"He stares at me—taking me in—with his lips slightly parted. I struggle to hold myself in place as we gawk at each other. I want so desperately to run, but something is holding me back, keeping me in p..."
- Ashley Earley
"Poetry isn’t an island, it is the bridge. Poetry isn’t a ship, it is the lifeboat. Poetry isn’t swimming. Poetry is water."
- Kamand Kojouri
"Every gesture and every look he gives me takes me by surprise and causes my heart to stutter."
"I freeze, my feet suddenly glued to the floor. It takes me a minute to gather the courage to turn around, but when I do, I immediately wish I hadn't. The boy is standing in the doorway at the end of t..."
"I grab the nearest lamppost when my knees threaten to give out, panting for breath as the words rip through me"
"I take in all the colorful locks that line the bridge. Each one told a story. Each lock represented a relationship that was once special, whether it ended or turned into true happiness. The locks repr..."
"When we step onto the bridge, Nathan turns and spreads his arms out wide. ‘Welcome to Pont des Arts, a.k.a. The Lock Bridge."
"The boy took my sketchbook."
"I head in the direction of the Eiffel Tower when I exit the alley, relieved to be out of the dark."
"He smirks, shaking his head and letting his eyes wander. I watch him carefully, wondering what I can say to get him to leave. “I’m not leaving until you answer some questions. Plus, I’m holding your s..."