I was only five
years old when I saw
an angel in a
cupboard. Told her to
leave me be, like I
do with all that is
special. She was wet
and translucent and
swirled around like a
pint of milk. We had
no money, I slept
on an airbed, I
wonder what she thought
of that? Sometimes I
think of her at night
when it’s cold and I
want someone to love me.
Cara Paleschi is a weird girl writer and performer with a BA Degree in Performing Arts. Her work has been published by magazines such as: BLOOD+HONEY LIT, Love & Literature Magazine, Dyony Zine and Laundromat Literary. She lives esoterically, in Brighton, UK. She currently publishes some of her work on Substack (Petals by Cara Paleschi) and you can find her on Instagram (@Carapaleschi).