Fabian Luna


Fabian A. Luna, born and raised in El Paso, Texas always embraced the melodrama. He now lives in between New York City and London, he is pursuing a BA in Performance from NYU Tisch School of the Arts with a triple minor in Creative Writing, Art History, and Music Business. As a Hispanic/Native American LGBT musician his love of stories and lyrics inspires the structure of his poetry. He spent the summer of 2017 living in Paris, France, studying poetry, an experience he credits as: "being one of the most impactful moments of my artistic life so far." His poetry deals with heartache, loneliness, and finding ones identity beyond the societal norms through cultures and travel.

Fruit of the Eden

I spent three hours the other night researching nightshades.
Cayenne, wolfberry, tomato, witches berry,
the love apple slowly kills you.
Symptoms include excessive stimulation of the heart and dilated pupils
Did you know your pupils dilate when you look at someone you love?
That night in December you had the flu
I brought you Butterfingers and Vicks
Complete with a handwritten note on a napkin: an extension of my heart
Left by your bedside so you could wake up with the absence I saw in your eyes filled
After that day
Every time I saw you, your pupils eclipsed your iris’
St. Elmo’s fire surrounded your heart, but you repressed it and told yourself no
My heart stimulated every time I was caught in your crosshairs
You say you hate me as I stare into your dilated eyes
The taste so sweet, a little bitter, like Lilith’s passion
Belladonna, deadly nightshade, the love apple,

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