“When you show up, I’ll say – Hey, let’s give this a go. You’re gentle and feel warm – we can be silent and we can crack jokes. If this sounds good to you, I’ll be your beggar queen – my cheap metal bracelets turn pink against my skin. I loathe glass slippers, but you can kiss the extra bones on my f…”— Anca Rotar, goodreads.comTagged: Poetry, Internet Poetry, Magic, Lovers