Daisy by Celine N. Lee

In this story, all fairies were gone

except this one, I called her

Daisy. She liked to hide for me

to seek, usually in some containers. Once she

fell asleep inside a kettle, I almost boiled her

into chamomile tea. Then

she disappeared. Sorry Daisy, I whispered

into the jar, the bin, the basket, the

kettle, but nowhere to be found. Years

later, one morning, by the windowsill, I saw a small

daisy tilt, the spring breeze hummed

as if in a fairytale.

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Celine N. Lee is a Taiwan-born, Norwich-based poet who also writes short fiction. She is a current student on the MA in Creative Writing (Poetry) at the University of East Anglia.