Poems from Nadya Antoinette
Her name was Daisy
but not to me.
Her name was also beautiful
and soft
and vulnerable.
She walked like sunshine
and danced like rain...
I was a carnival,
but I was the part that didn't sing,
that didn't glow,
that didn't twist or swirl or dance.
I saw spiders, spiders...
Could you believe that I used to fly?
I used to actually go somewhere in my dreams.
Now I awaken and pull my comfort up around my chin...
What is wrong my darling?
my princess?
my love?
Are you ok?
hurt?
upset?
Oh no, let me just make a quick run to fetch my smile.
I shall...
Place me on a platform
made of copper.
Gold is too good.
Hold me up,
hold me high.
Promise to never set me down.
On my own feet.
I...