Desiring Starlight

I desire to touch a star,

pull it down from its remote

perch, turn it round and round

in my hands and then take

a bite to see if stardust has grit.

I want to smell its essence — 

bright and briny as the sea.  

I want to carry it in my pocket, 

use it as my fidget spinner; 

I want to throw it against 

the wall like paint, or hang 

it on my Christmas tree.  

I’d really like to swallow

it whole, begin a new 

universe inside of me.

—C.L. Fisher,  March 2020

Unless otherwise indicated, all content, including writing and images, are the work of C.L. Fisher and may not be copied, used, or distributed without permission.

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