OF FICTION AND FAIRYTALES
My character took me by the hand when I was six
Whirled me through the sea and the sky and the stars
Laughed with silver eyes, and I, enchanted
Shared with him my innermost desires.
I wanted to be a librarian
Because they could read books all day, and it
Didn’t seem like too much work.
Check in, check out, apply a sticker or two
On the books’ unbroken spines
And when a page ripped, I’d tape it up
With that special book tape all librarians owned
My father wanted me to be a doctor. Instead,
I would become a doctor of fairytales.
So my invention played his part in my land of fiction
And smiled and danced me through my dreams
Changing face and form with breathless fluidity
Black-haired one day and gold the next
One time he came from a faraway forest
Traveling miles and miles and miles
Just to meet me. Another time
He lived in the house next door
A welcome replacement for our cantankerous neighbor.
We were best friends, he and I
One time in class, he sprouted wings
And brought me to a castle in the sky
Where magic was real and monsters didn’t exist
And I was fed my favorite chocolate cake in abundance.
Time flew too fast
And he began to fade - faster, faster
Until he was invisible in the morning light
So I picked up a pen and a pad of paper
And wrote him into
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