I used to play Cinderella,
but you can't pretend all the time
because ballgowns and glass slippers
are a once in a while thing.
The fairy godmother appeared anyway,
and she granted my wish
and I made you believe
a pumpkin could be a carriage
carrying me to you.
And all the magic blinded me too
until I believed I couldn't live without the spell
and spent all my time fighting midnight
and when I lost one slipper,
I cut myself with the other,
to remember what I'd thought
was the story of a princess
and her charming.
By now the mice have forgotten their hooves
but their naked pink feet
are too much for me to bear.
My ragged dress is
a fairytale gone wrong
but I can't stop wearing it
and this one glass shoe is crippling me.
~February 23, 2011
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