I focus on my handwriting
so I don’t over-think the words
I’m never going to show you.
I burn a stamp, an envelope, and imagine
flames dancing from inside a postbox,
pretending I can smell the ink melting.
Sometimes, I think that’s the only way forward
and I wonder if red becomes redder if you burn it?
Every letter I write is a reminder of why
they are letters never sent.
Every letter I never send is a reminder of why
I write you words, like these ones here.
Beth O’Brien is a third year English Literature student at the University of Birmingham. She has had work published with , and BellaOnline Literary Review. She is a reviewer for Mad Hatter Reviews and Riggwelter Press, and has written articles for and the blog.