Lost to found. Broken
set right. World-glue, fuzzy socks, and a cuppa. That's
the way it's supposed to go, has gone, and will go on,
or she's really going to be annoyed.
Cinderella has nabbed her prince
by hook and crook and goddamn it
no vicious stepsisters are going to
ruin her wedding. So when darling sisters
show up limping, Queen Ella (name changes are quick
and cheap) has her trained birds at the ready and whips out her
walkie-talkie: "Pigeon six, this is Sparrow one, over."
Quicker than tears falling on graves they dive-bomb
with a peck-peck here
a peck-peck there
two blind women are cast out of the castle
and no one believes they suffered too.
Least of all Cinderella.
About the Author:
Cory-Ellen Nadel is a writer and academic with an interest in folklore, fairy tales, and feminist literature. This poem was inspired by the fairy tale Little Red Riding Hood.
"Cinderella" © 2001 by Cory-Ellen Nadel. This poem may be not be reproduced in any form without the author’s express written permission