So Much for Their Happy Endings 

They came here 
(to Wildling Wood, in case 
you’ve only just joined us) 
to be alone, free from thrones 
and overbearing stepmothers 
and glass slippers 
and princes still thinking 
slaying the dragon 
is the right way to go. 

Hey, even the fairy godmother 
grows tiresome in the end. 

What they needed was a 
handful of rebel-minded friends 
and some bold bare feet 
and days crowned in 

And so they lived 


In November, the princesses like to poem.

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