fill the chambers where the plans are laid?
I want to live in a Kingdom like that she declared
to no one listening under the stair.
let honey be thickly folded under bread
forever and ever the little cakes sprinkled with the sugar snows...
bring me a nickel's worth of mottoed hearts that no one knows
or wishing stars expired, on sale near the aisle of mysterious
chocolate bars and pastel marzipan and I will
make a career in candy as long as it lasts
she laughed and drank up all the orangeade
before there was even one customer
with a gold beaded, quenching glassful of it
mary angela douglas 5 january 2015