in (the kingdom of) wales
[An Ode to the Kingdoms of Elfin by Sylvia Townsend Warner]
I am a stained glass window. At the hour
of union, my soul shatters in the dark of
night amongst elfins and all that lurk under
the haze of great trees deep in the forest.
I am, mayhap, a changeling. A feather placed
in a sea of rough scales and wrought iron. For
all the winged creatures and crows’s nests, do I
belong in any one?
The cold feasts on the fleeting summer air, and
the tide turns tables in its reckoning. The land
will still lay scorched, and like an insect,
never rise.
Sophia Benito is a young writer from California. Her work appears in the Spiritus Mundi Review and elsewhere. She can be found at @Sophiaa_Benito on Twitter.
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