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Green Fairie

a queer drinking companion

By Halston WilliamsPublished 6 months ago 1 min read

She's beautiful. A (beautiful) mess.

Looks stunning in dungeons; she's french-kissed dragons.

She calls me out in theme-taverns, challenging me to duels of wits.

(the wager's my head, so I surrender: a witless motherfuckin' son-of-a-gun)

Sweet, like cider, with spider-flowers in her wild green hair.

We compare notes on psychedelics, femme boys, and Afro-futurism.

A millennial Judy Garland partying in the Emerald City:

"Bells will be ringing, for me and my gal!"

Vivacious.

So vivid, she's just--

Full of bright, neon light,

Flashy flashing delight.

A tinkering belle who'll knock your lights out,

a social butterfly flittering electric sparklers through the crowd.

-- the type of girl who knows simply everybody--

Out by 1am, away she'll go!

a postmodern pixie Cinderella

(she kept track of both tennis shoes, tho)

Off she flies, to Morocco or L.A.

And I stay.

Stay & see...

surreal poetry

About the Creator

Halston Williams

Eternal Student: literature, poetry, history, art, and philosophy. English Teacher. Writer & painter. Traveller & skier (when there's $$$). I'm young enough to be foolish, yet old enough to know better. Lover of dark & beautiful things.

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