An Epistle to Love

By Reann Nelson


Ever since I was a little girl

I had heard of you

And wanted to meet you.


You were a friend

Of my parents

My sister and her



I never understood

why my friends 

ran and screamed,



I was excited

When you introduced me

To him.


That makes 

You and me

friends now.



why is

my body 



Why did I turn around

and see that 


was gone?


But you

were there,

knife coated

in crimson

from its sheath

in my back.


Where you plunged it.


And here I thought,

You were my friend.