she spells words on pink paper with her finger and
throws the envelope across the room…fevers of
silence
shudder through her apartment as
she cries for fairy godmothers to
free her from poverty’s shackles…
wicked stepsisters cackle and
weave straw into her hair …whip
marks the spot where
she fails to turn
straw into
bricks…
pailful shivers rattle
sand…and
oceans threaten to slurp over her life and
swallow her…
she
watches…
light bulb flicks once…flicks twice..for
$900 she would pay if
she could but
she can’t…
flicker once and wish for
fairy godmothers…
flicker twice and remember Yah…
pink is swallowed by darkness
she cries for someone to
save…to
pass over her fears…
to draw a
line in the sand
that darkness can’t
cross