How Ghosts Kiss
They called him Robin Hood
(See also: entropy).
Like a bee he moved through the cosmos,
Breaking things down to their key components:
Iron for blood, oxygen for air, carbon for
Sometimes he made the stars combust
And explode in a rain of glitter,
Which he gathered in his quiver--
Glimmering wealth to redistribute
To those in need.
As the third law of spirits states,
If two ghosts attempt to kiss
They will repel each other
Like electrons. Stardust helps,
Provided they can get their incorporeal
Hands on it, spread like beeswax
Across their lips.
The ghosts, ever impatient, rise up
To the Earth’s stratosphere and await
Their favorite thief’s return.
Robin Hood flies down, quiver emptied
Over hungry ghost mouths,
Stardust melting, spun sugar on the tongue.
He drifts back to Earth,
His merry band of spirits dancing
Raucous and wild around him,
Lips locked in their freefall,
Drawn back home
By some insurmountable force
(See also: gravity).
Avra Margariti Avra Margariti is a queer author, Greek sea monster, and Pushcart-nominated poet with a fondness for the dark and the darling. Avra’s work haunts publications such as Vastarien, Asimov’s, Liminality, Arsenika, The Future Fire, Space and Time, Eye to the Telescope, and Glittership. “The Saint of Witches”, Avra’s debut collection of horror poetry, is forthcoming from Weasel Press. You can find Avra on twitter (@avramargariti).
Fiction by Avra Margariti:
"For Every Word My Children Speak" February 2021
Poetry by Avra Margariti:
"Extrasolar Faeryland" June 2021