Mary Blair Cinderella Concept Art


I lived on your side at the heartbeat’s begin,
while she beat me in her fraught belly drum,
and took a willful spill,
like fisticuffs Scarlett.

Then as a third cast aside,
lived her glass slipper sink

in her extra-martial denial,
with his charmless delusion,

arming their mar dream,
of that ill ilk,
defending disgrace.

Mired in bruising berth,
I’m ever swabbing down their decks,

birth marked front to back,
back lashing ties in bind,
forever I’m 
walking their planks,
yanking west of my tormentors,
right round…



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