Call This a Love Letter, Call It Our Story (A Poem)

Call this a love letter, call it
Our Story,
unlike anyone else’s, but with threads
and adornments from the Great
Ones—the star-crossed fables, the fairy tales
we craved and gobbled down as greedy
little beasts in our parents’ arms. Call this
What shouldn’t have been, all hurdles
and bounds through flaming hoops,
seasoned with heartbreaks and flavored
with blindfolded leaps. There are all kinds
of names for what we’ve done, for who
we are and where we’ve been.
Call it a freak accident, a liquored up
lurch into just the right nook
of just the right place. This
is called finding the great stuff
and having the thick tenacity
to hold on knuckle white
through all the blinding explosions.