by Allister Nelson lately these days, i look like the madonna spindrils gold, blue cloth, white glove. seed of apple inside me, Eve’s spark and a hope in my breast, that grows in the dark. Allister Nelson is a Pushcart Prize-nominated, queer, neurodivergent author whose work has appeared in The British Fantasy Society, Apex Magazine, Eternal Haunted Summer, Luna Station Quarterly, Prismatica, and many other venues.
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