Untitled by Riley Alexandra
I Saw Fireworks When I First Saw You
Missed Connections in the Upper Peninsula
….and the flame of love has been burning ever since.
I can’t get you out of my head.
I see phone numbers on the side of pizza delivery cars and have to text them to ask how much.
My idea of a perfect first date has become sketchy underage drinking parties in the middle of nowhere.
I have an unexplainable attraction to small Mexican dogs.
I know this is probably going overboard,
but on a scale of one to Megan Fox,
my heart is more broken than the Bank of America without you.
So please, if you see this, come back to me fireworks girl!
Come back!!
We’ll get some Little Debbies and have a movie night.
Her Two Cents from the Missed Connections Chief Bottle-Finder:
The Upper Peninsula of Michigan is our featured location today. It’s a quiet feed, but for a relatively remote location it does attract some interesting writing. While our poet might be eating at the bottom of the food chain their line “my heart is more broken than the Bank of America…” goes straight to the top. Like those middle of nowhere parties, Riley Alexandra’s photo is sharp and blurred in all the right places.
