The Queen, After
by Sara Norja
Sara Norja dreams in two languages and has a predilection for tea. Born in England and settled in Helsinki, Finland, she lives for words, dance, and moments of wonder. Her poetry has appeared in venues including Goblin Fruit, Strange Horizons, inkscrawl, Stone Telling, and Interfictions, and is forthcoming in the Sunvault solarpunk anthology. Her short fiction has appeared in various venues including Strange Horizons and the anthology An Alphabet of Embers (ed. by Rose Lemberg). She blogs at http://suchwanderings.wordpress.com and can be found on Twitter as @suchwanderings.
I live for stolen dreams
and small white foxes.
What else is left? They took
my magic from me. The windows
of this tower bloom with ice,
but my foxes creep close, enfold me
in their fur. At night, the memories
come even closer. I shiver. I escape
into the dreams of others.
January 15th, 2017