|Inspired by Anne Rice's Vampire Chronicles.|
A MAGICAL WALKI heard music, and hence I did follow
As a light rain fell from the sky above
The sound of my pitter patter feet were hollow
Wet now I had to remove my gloves.
Onward I trudged through the mud and the muck
The music I heard was getting louder now
The pathways I followed were sheer out of luck
Moisture thickening as I wiped my brow.
I found myself humming this melodic tune
Anxious that I was not lost on my course
All about me were fireflies strewn
Driven, was I, by this melodic force.
Not far away was a break in the path
As I approached I saw a luminous pond
Dozens of Fairies were taking a bath
The Fae are a race that I was quite fond.
Quietly I backed up and went my own way
Dimmer and dimmer became the bright light
Happy to see the light turned to day
So went the happiest night of my life…
DinnerWe pass platters -
and turnips, bruised
and rescued from the cellar.
Uncle Robin spears the meat,
boiled and sweating on his plate,
and proclaims it good -
the best Aunt Jill has ever made
as I count the peas in the bowl
in front of me,
pretending they are soldiers
I can shoot.
Don't you like your dinner
mama asks me
as she shakes out her napkin
and plants it back
in her lap
where it will surely grow
Father just stares at her
wondering how she got there
and who she is,
biscuit sopping in his soup.
Under the table,
I poke my cousin Gretchen
in the shin
with a fork
because I like her
and I want to watch her
take off her dress
for me again.
Dessert is jello,
the kind with fruit
growing inside of it,
the sad red quivering
in the dish
like a dog's heart
And we hover
at the table -
a feast of thieves,
who sip cool tea
from long glasses
and wear clothes
they do not know
our hungry words
will linger with the crumbs.
What I’m listening to right now…