Cinderella
written by: Lynn White
In her dreams she would go to the ball.
She’d meet her prince.
and dance with him
unforgettably
so unforgettably
that he would search for her later,
search until his lost love was found again.
With a poetic little spell and a wave
of her wand the fairy godmother
made her dream come true.
We read it!
We heard it!
We know it!
Well, we know that
the ball gown and transportation were sorted
but who the fuck
taught her to dance?
Cracked ankles..
crushed toes..
bruised feet..
these things
might have led to
a different outcome.
Maybe the glass slippers were magic
and carried her, step perfectly
in time with the music.
But we should have been told
even in a fairy story,
especially
in a fairy story
we should have been told.
Lynn White lives in north Wales. Her work is influenced by issues of social justice and events, places and people she has known or imagined. She is especially interested in exploring the boundaries of dream, fantasy and reality. She was shortlisted in the Theatre Cloud 'War Poetry for Today' competition and has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize and a Rhysling Award. Her poetry has appeared in many publications including: Apogee, Firewords, Capsule Stories, Gyroscope Review and So It Goes. Find Lynn at her blog - Poetry - Lynn White.
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