fable of a fairy tale One of Aesop’s foxes ; Ted, Goldilocks’ Papa Bear ; & Little Red stirring it through Soviet 60’s suburbia in the strident bright sunshine. Cinderella has run away to the city (again) & they want to bring her home (again)…

Dust and rags and broomsticks, She would wash and scrub and clean, Under the wrath of two step sisters, Who found joy in being mean, And a plump fairy godmother, With a crack upon her wand, Dooming every spell she ever cast, To go completely…