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I was no Fairytale Bride™ but
I came with a Barbie Daybed,™ A Bath Fun Playset,™
and a large, pink Desire Barbie Dildo Vibrator™
for when Ken™ forgot to come home.
But he couldn’t keep it in his Ken Fashionistas Trousers.™
He parked his Glam Convertible w/ Silver Rims™
in Skipper’s™ driveway,
stashed his GPS in her Long & Short of It Pants.™
Then he drove out of her Dinner Date Playset™ and back to
our Barbie Dream House,™ packed a few things in my
Store-It-All Carrying Case™
and dropped me at the Barbie Grand Hotel™ like I was
so much Euro-trash.
Look, Your Honor, nobody came with a warranty,
but unlike Ken,™ my intentions were pure; I lived up to my
Good Housekeeping Seal.
The Ken & Barbie Have Sex Before Marriage Playset™
made sure Ken knew what he was getting into.
Then he got into Skipper.™
I know what you must think, Your Honor.
There are names for dolls like me:
Bad Luck Barbie™
– the one Ken™ swears he wouldn’t love if I were the
Last Girl On Earth Barbie.™
The one who’s rendered worthless once you trash the box.
Poem copyright 2017 Alexis Rhone Fancher
Alexis Rhone Fancher is the author of Enter Here.
Photograph copyright 2017 Alexis Rhone Fancher