An Ode to Fairy Godmothers

It's a sin we've been sold a lie.

The tragedy is that we fell for it.

Fairytales as scripture

Repenting our sins to wicked stepmothers

While our sisters hold us down.

What star do you wish upon

That would allow you to control the heart of another?

If your definition of Prince Charming

Leaves no room for the hunter and the beast

How will you survive when the glass slipper shatters

Throwing shards deep into your heart?

If you think you've found him,

Forgive me for calling out your devil in disguise.

There is truth amongst the lies

The forest is dark and deep and castles house real dungeons,

But we are the ones who give birth to the monsters

No one is immune.

The apple was poisoned and we knew it

Still, we bit...

Hungry, deep in a part of ourselves we deny

Begging innocence when we find ourselves

Cramped & sweating with no kiss sweet enough to curb the pain

We are stone tablets engraved with the sins of our mothers

Who only wanted better

When they told us we could have anything we wanted,

While clearly pointing out our place

Somewhere between the truth and the lie

With a wave of a magic wand

Our faith in ourselves

Ensnared in illusions of perfection

We have no hope of living up to 

Natasha Head