We Don’t Get to Write the Ending

a collection of poetry by Aleathia Drehmer. These poems span from 2006 to 2018. it is a collection that looks at the cyclical nature of love and how, to some degree, we believe in our hearts that 'he is the one' until it crumbles miserably.Aleathia Drehmer is the creator and editor of Durable Goods: The Missouri Collective which featured poetry from high school students affected by trauma. She was once the editor of In Between Altered States, co-editor of Full of Crow and Zygote in My Coffee, and art editor of Regardless of Authority. Aleathia is the author of six chapbooks and currently has three collections of poetry available: Running Red Lights (Gutter Snob Books), Looking for Wild Things (Impspired), and Layers of Half-Sung Hymns (Cajun Mutt Press). She hosts open mic poetry readings at Card Carrying Books and Gifts in Corning, NY and had a Poetry in Play feature in May 2023 with the ARTS Council of the Southern Finger Lakes. You can follow Aleathia’s journey at www.aleathiadrehmer.com'We Don’t Get to Write the Ending by Aleathia Drehmer is a powerful collection of intimate poems deftly exploring all aspects of relationships, from bittersweet beginnings to resigned endings and everything that might exist in between. The poems are at times joyful, at others harrowing, but always coming from a place of recognizable truth.'-William Taylor Jr., author of A Room Above a Convenience Store'If you don’t see yourself in some of these poems, then you haven’t lived. If you know Aleathia you know she has a big heart full of love and kindness and gives it fully to those that matter the most in her life. While that is a beautiful characteristic sometimes it backfires. In Aleathia Drehmer’s latest collection, We Don’t Get to Write the Ending, she writes poems of beginning and ending love stories. It is a memoir collection of broken hearts and lost loves where the pieces of the puzzle didn’t quite fit. These poems do not come across as bitter or schmaltzy but are written with the subtle grace that flows form the poet’s heart. I have already read this three times. You will too.'-Scot D. Young, author of They Said I Wasn’t College Material