An idiosyncratic and non sequitorial examination of the contents of one head.

Wednesday, March 16, 2005

true confessions of an old feminist

Despite everything I tell myself to the contrary
perhaps the greatest harm done to me
was a simple Cinderella story

Because even now
many hearts/twenty hearts later
and dragons slain by my own hand
as I travel the pass
from princess to crone

there are moments of distress
where I peek over my shoulder
and silently wonder
if he's going to ride up
on his horse and carry me away.

for juvenilia_speak on marrying rich.

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