I wanted to imitate the poem that I wrote about for my reading response...the one about Cinderella...but I want to do it from the point of the slipper. I know it is an inanimate object, but I feel like that glass slipper has its own story to tell. So, comments are welcome!
Glassy Lock
Created from a wish,
a wish for one night out nonetheless.
That's all it took to make me.
No true thought put in,
that stylish godmother only thought
"oh! Glass slippers would match this dress perfectly!"
She didn't even bother with Cinderella's foot size-
that's why I fell off.
Lying there,
watching the reason I was made
stumble down the stairs,
all I could do was pray
that the bumbling prince staggering behind her
wouldn't crush me to pieces with those size 12 giants.
Her petite 6's fit into me fabulously, all soft
and well manicured-
surprising for where she came from-
But he was all calloused and rough,
I didn't even have to see the foot to know.
But he didn't end my life,
rather, he saved me from any future unfortunate accidents.
Unlike my brother on the left, I survived
and saved the future of the kingdom
by sitting on the plush purple pillow of the prince
but having to try on all the eligable girls like a slut.
Where was my match?
Where could she be?
When we finally found her, hidden away in that mousy attic,
I sighed with relief and allowed her pale key fit into
my glassy lock and release the unknown to come
for us all.
Fantastic concept and well orchestrated. Love the first paragraph and the parallel of romantic love being less about the reality of "actual shoe size" and more about the fantasy. That concept didn't flow in the second paragraph, though, where "her petite 6's fit (into me) fabulously"...minor detail, but not missed by this reader.
ReplyDeleteThe "having to try on all the eligable (spell check that...should be eligible) girls like a slut" line was nothing short of perfection.
Very interesting that you would make the glass slippers male, but in your piece, it makes perfect sense.