Modern Cinderella

Imprisoned by clammy apron strings
She squats amidst domestic disorder
Dirty dishes, smelly household linens
Blackened pots and foamy dishwater.

Hastily, she conjures breakfast on the table
While vigilantly eyeing  the baby's cradle
A highly- strung neurotic woman
Nursing ghosts of high dreams and aspiration.


A docile victim whose world revolves around
The see-saw whims of her bossy husband
An egoistic peacock with a deficient IQ
Whose brutal hands are his magic wand.

...Pegged on the wall stained by grease
Hangs her college degrees.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Ellison Avatar
November 8, 2013 at 1:02 PM
You paint a picture that was more applicable a few decades ago! I really think, at least in the majority of cases now, women have begun assert their independence! Good write though! Welcome to the Soup my friend!
Scott Avatar
November 8, 2013 at 1:49 PM
Thanks for your comment Jack, it may surprise you to know that there are many 'Educated Modern Cinderella's' trapped in abusive relationships all over the world.
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