Every week, the AWM is excited to bring you stories written by our visitors in our Story of the Day exhibit. Check back weekly for new stories, and visit the Museum to try out our typewriters and possibly be featured here!
Yesterday was Valentine’s Day, so these stories are all about love! Still looking for a weekend date? Visit the Museum this weekend with your sweetheart: Buy tickets here!
Maybe this will happen to your special someone if you call to invite them to the Museum this weekend:
And finally, he calls
I am putty in his hands
As his voice wraps around me
Like a warm, familiar sweater
Everyone deserves love like this, romantic or otherwise:
I love her now as I always have
with the passion and madness
of autumn’s dying sun.
While this poem is bittersweet, it still feels full of love:
I am not afraid to wilt,
to fall to dust at your demand.
I’ve fallen on your promised song,
a sonnet I give to you to sing when I have passed
for past you, nothing exists
You are my favorite dance,
we know the steps as though we have written them,
but, dear, this story was written decades ago,
in a Universe I’ve never lived.
Life, you are but a wound for which I cannot heal.
Take my breath, away we must flee
For I am, at best, soil,
and I cannot bloom anymore.