To Catch a Firefly

by Emmy Sanders

I think it was at thirteen that I first felt my heart beat for you. And break, just a little. Because I knew, like that tornado, you’d leave destruction in your path, and I’d be your willing victim. I’d do it again. I love you, my brilliant firefly.

How do I hold onto a creature that’s meant to fly?

You don’t make me feel trapped, okay? Never. You’re the air I breathe.”