What They Called Me
by Adrienne J. Odasso
Forgive me, purples, for I have penned nothing since June, demanded too soon that love descend undeserved. That grace give restitution for harm perceived without sight. That the salt-tracked mask of my face be gilt-washed, my sand-filled eyes stilled with diamonds. I am grieved with absence even now, even knowing how I could not have ever hoped to hold such precious weeds: these hyacinths bleeding sunlight in my unsuspecting hands.
Adrienne J. Odasso's poetry has appeared in a wide variety of strange and wonderful publications, including Strange Horizons, Sybil's Garage, Mythic Delirium, Jabberwocky, Cabinet des Fées, Dreams & Nightmares, Not One of Us, Stone Telling, and Goblin Fruit (just to name a few). Her fiction has appeared both online and in print anthologies. Her two chapbooks, Devil's Road Down and Wanderlust, are available from Maverick Duck Press. Her first full collection, Lost Books, was a finalist for the 2010/2011 People's Book Prize. When asked what kind of mask would choose her, she answered that a mask chose her long ago, and it's very clearly made of feathers and scales.
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