Fairy Dust

By Josie Peterson

Fairy Dust is a chapbook of poetry covering everyday life, self concept, politics, and a satirical view of ourselves.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Josie Peterson
• Release date: Mar 16, 2024
• ISBN: 9798224884209

Josie Peterson

I am a writer and actress who has performed in New York and Los Angeles with professional and workshop productions of my stage plays in Manhattan. I write across multiple genres including dark humor, tragedy, and political drama. I've been writing steadily for the past 20 years and will continue to write novels and adaptations of classical works in the years to come. My work tends toward the experimental side of art and always includes strong and simple humanitarian voices and points of view, no matter what genre I'm writing in. I love being involved in bringing my work to the public and seeing fellow actors interpret my material, along with performing some of it myself every now and then. I invite readers to visit my website at https://www.josiepeterson.net for information about my catalogue, editorial reviews, book awards, and more. Details about my film and television credits are located on IMDb at https://www.pro.imdb.com/JosiePeterson

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Sacred

serious thinking can always lead us... alone

stop all the ringing in your ears

keep all the noise in check

appeal to reason

maybe there I’ll find Emptiness

go ahead, move myself  out from the Space Time Bubble

go ahead I tell myself, bathe in God...

Something is Very Wrong...

Razor sharp sword

cuts through the pain

everywhere I see it

something in me is a wreck

me, the one who knows that it

wasn’t supposed to be this way

how can I stop all those voices

from jumping around my body

always challenging my assumptions

about the nature of my life

Today, I seem to hate reality

it makes me cry.

Amnesia

Staying in one place

looking in the mirror

I can’t see...

it’s hard to fix my soul’s misalignment

endless work...searching for a solution

actually some parts I’ve tossed back to God

as unfit for human consumption.

Why do I care...?

Keeping myself