To Take Back the Night Again
the clock strikes twelve and
like all good Cinderellas
it is time to flee the ball.
majestic filly’s high stepping gait
fades to field mice scurry,
gilded carriages, slump to fallow pumpkins.
celebration of collective beauty and strength,
withers to a handmaiden’s tale
as courts rule supremely over her body.
what took so long in coming
and seemed to some so secure
vanishes with the flourish of a judge’s pen.
Where do we go from here?
What a powerful way to clothe the reality of such a terrible, awful Supreme Court judgement in the fairytale of Cinderella – when everything falls away and the reality of a shadowed situation dawns. This is powerful, moving and beautiful. Thank you.