Fairylight

Untucked,
she came to me,
a pensive fairy
gleaning motes
of pollen,
and the pearly scintilla
of dew,
after having been
locked away in an attic,
far away from home,
for so very long.
She rested easy
in my palm,
breathing tiny puffs
of fragrant air,
and melted specks of light
that filtered through the heaven
of my veins,
warming me
to a state of woozy cherish,
to love, unbarred.

 

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About John Biscello

Originally from Brooklyn, NY, novelist, poet, performer, playwright and filmmaker, John Biscello, has lived in the high-desert grunge-wonderland of Taos, New Mexico since 2001. He is the author of six novels, Broken Land, a Brooklyn Tale, Raking the Dust, Nocturne Variations, No Man’s Brooklyn, The Last Furies, and No One Dreams in Color; a collection of stories, Freeze Tag, two poetry collections, Arclight and Moonglow on Mercy Street; and a fable, The Jackdaw and the Doll, illustrated by Izumi Yokoyama. He also adapted classic fables, which were paired with the vintage illustrations of artist, Paul Bransom, for the collection: Once Upon a Time, Classic Fables Reimagined. His plays have been staged and performed both nationally and internationally.
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1 Response to Fairylight

  1. This is heart and things 🙂
    The heaven if your veins mm, love that line. Smiling while typing this

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