Human Tales

A fairy godmother is really a mother

as she tucks her dragonflies to bed

with a kiss and a hug and human tale

where the humans are the creatures

of mystery and wonder and a kiss

“goodnight, my sweet peanut butters.”

“Mama? Tell us about the funny, earth

people.” A smile of bubbles and roses

touches their cheeks when Mama says,

“The humans have doors that slide open

automatically. They know this, but pretend

they can open them by waving their hands

and calling it magic.” The dragonfly girl

laughs, “Humans don’t have magic, silly.”

Mama chuckles. “Sometimes, they say ‘ow’

when something doesn’t hurt. They make faces

when they have to sneeze and sometimes don’t

sneeze on accident. They have urges to do harm

less things like hit every button on the elevator

panel and jab their fingers at people’s mouths

when they yawn. And they have cold boxes that hold

food. They play with an automatic light on the inside

that turns off when the door is closed and turns on

when it’s open. When they hear humorous things

on television, they immediately repeat them, some-

times to other people sitting in the same room.”

“Mama… humans are adorable.” The bedroom laughs,

because, “Yes they are, baby,” goodnight, goodnight.