Thursday, October 31, 2019

still a fairytale

once upon a time 
there was a young girl 
curly and tawny haired 
her home was filled with monsters 
that would scream and punch 
all through the night 
sometimes those monsters 
would even invade her in dreams 
their teeth would gnash as they’d chase her 
blindly through streets 
the young girl was always afraid 
so she began to knit 
her own dreams during the light 
in secret 
and away from prying eyes 
she was a princess 
an angel 
or a glitter-speckled fairy 
she realized she could be anything 
and those monsters
had no defense 
against the castle of her own design

*Published in From The Ashes: An International Anthology of Womxn's Poetry