little fairytale girl

makes castles out of colored blocks,
hums nursery rhymes about ticking clocks, doesn’t want to listen but
she loves to talk

little fairytale girl

kisses frogs
and plays pretend,
hoping they’ll turn into girlfriends
instead of princes
since boys don’t tend to taste
as sweet as princesses do

little fairytale girl
braids feathers to the ends of her hair and
wipes her face with fingerpaints

ties tiny broken parts of her
obsidian heart to the ends of arrows,
thinking she might shoot down her
second star to the right
with homemade cupid’s
darts

little fairytale girl
acts as though she knows how to dance with wolves

wish she may
wish she might

i’ve got teeth too sharp
and words that
bite

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