Each night I am nailed into place
and forget who I am.
Daddy?
That's another kind of prison.
It's not the prince at all,
but my father
drunkeningly bends over my bed,
circling the abyss like a shark,
my father thick upon me
like some sleeping jellyfish.
What voyage is this, little girl?
This coming out of prison?
God help -
this life after death?

Anne Sexton

Tags: rape incest sleeping-beauty fairy-tales-retold molestation

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She married the prince
and all went well
except for the fear —
the fear of sleep.

Briar Rose
was an insomniac...
She could not nap
or lie in sleep
without the court chemist
mixing her some knock-out drops
and never in the prince's presence.

Anne Sexton

Tags: insomnia sleeping-beauty briar-rose

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