A marriage of higher-self discovery and inner-child love — a sprinkle of fairy dust to reacquaint yourself with your childlike wonder. This enchanted debut collection invites you into a magical realm where poetry dances with illustrations, and every page sparkles with whimsy. Return to nature and your sense of wonder with playfully-introspective metaphors, mystical incantations, and fairy-kissed incantations you can whisper whenever you need a reminder of your magic.
64 pages of luminous incantations exploring love, loss, resilience, and present-moment magic. Featuring playful nursery rhymes, fairy-tale metaphors, mystical incantations, and whimsical illustrations that dance across each page. 🌟
🧚♀️ For Dreamers & Hearts
Written by a queer artist from St. Louis, this fairy-blessed collection honors lived experiences with tenderness and whimsy. Perfect for readers who collect light, believe in magic, and find romance woven into life's simplicities. ✨
🌙 Available Now
Paperback ($19.99) and eBook ($9.99) available at Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and Walmart. Published October 25, 2025 by Pastel Poetics. Begin your magical journey today! 🦋
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Suncatcher Spirit — Signed Edition
Signed copies include a handwritten blessing and numbered edition. ISBN: 979-8-9999322-0-4
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Suncatcher Sticker Pack
Keep the whimsy of "Suncatcher Spirit" close with stickers of the book's 11 dazzling illustrations or front cover! High-quality waterproof vinyl stickers featuring vibrant pastel artwork. Each sticker sold separately.
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✨ Monkey Bars (A Song) ✨
I swing from the monkey bars
inside my mind:
a playground all the time.
It's a playground all the time.
Think my cheeks
might be water slides,
supplied from
the wells of my eyes.
A salty splash pad all the time.
My heart holds souvenirs of lovers
who have left their kisses here,
in a beach house oceanside,
some of those lovers still reside.
Here in my mind,
it's a playground all the time.
In my mind,
it's a playground all the time.
I watch the sunset
and it makes me want to dance;
I've got the world inside my hands.
I'm building castles out of sand
inside my mind.
My whole life feels
just like a seesaw of decision:
tracing clouds,
reminiscing,
searching under stones
to feel frisson in my bones.
Sometimes old feelings haunt me, too
just like the shoes that I outgrew.
Do you think shoes start feelin' blue,
when they're discarded for something new?
Holy moly, ravioli,
what's a girl to do?
Not-so-holy ravioli,
she stuck it in her shoe.
It was moldy ravioli,
now she's feelin' blue.
Holy moly, ravioli, tell me, what's a girl to do
inside her mind, when it's a playground all the time?
In my mind,
it's a playground all the time.
What Readers Are Saying
"...a tender, luminous collection that feels both grounding and uplifting...one of those books you can return to again and again..."
"...a delightful collection of poetry that balances a playful tone with surprisingly deep themes..."
"...I highly recommend bringing this book into nature with you..."