Very well then, Fairy GodmotherTransform me if you willEnvelope me in satin flounceEmbellish me in frillSweep my hair up gracefullyDust powder on my nosePaint my lips in romance-redWAIT! What on earth are those?So cold and hard and...
Free Versewas never understood-no one could make up their mindsabout Free Verse. Free VerseWas caught by police;Waited for trial,Never released. The chargeWas lack of meter or rhyme-Sentenced by courtTo indefinite time. Verse was nowJust Verse, not...
The dragon beds down in his cavefolds his enormous gilded wingslike a weighted blanket enveloping himand settles onto his nest,lined with a tapestry showing a unicornsnatched from some castle he threatened. Of course, there is no such creature, the...
A young girl from Arabia named Sumaya el-Anategrew up dreaming that, despite the heat, she would someday ice-skatein front of her mother, crowds, and king to rapturous applauseand so one December secretly made an unusual request of Santa Claus,as...
Trees tell the tallest tales. In the forest of stories, words whisper through the branches as comforting as a cool wind on a sweaty brow or as fortifying as clear spring water on a parched tongue. People travel from every corner of the world’s...
“Amari, put down that camera and eat something,” said Father. “Our tube to the starport is leaving in an hour, and I don’t want us to miss it because you’re still eating breakfast.” “I’m not hungry,” I said. Mostly true. Between the excitement...
“I caught one,” Maddie said triumphantly, holding a jar up. It was filled with water, and inside was a small green newt with black spots on its belly. Her shorts and shoes were muddy and soaked from her effort. “Splendid!” Juniper said. She was...
Some people like spaghetti,some prefer fettuccine. But my favorite pasta is infinitini. Only the most impossible pasta bowlcan hold infinitini in it.Even a platter as vast as outer spacecouldn’t plate a dish so infinite. It’s only one noodle...
The heron stalks,The boat approaches.
His head turns,One foot lifting from water.
The boat chugs forward,No sympathy there.
Wings stretch,Like the unfurling of a cloak.
He glides,Driven away.
The house-thief strikesWhen I lay the scissors down,Vanishing them under whatever scarfIs most forgettable.I disassociate from room to room, andI check the counter three times.But the house-thief has snatched themAnd dragged them down to thatIn...