Fate of a Fairytale - Anjali Johnson

For once upon a time the glass can break 

A wish, it can’t be tamed by touch of heart. 

We wait for which a love will heal or take 

At least, a squeeze, a brush, to call our part. 

The curse, it pricks, it robs the light from pasts 

For men, who can, who fight, the knight astray. 

The chain which locks unto the spell he casts. 

Forgive the night, from light of day, we’ll pay. 

I want to find what most can’t see from here 

To grasp onto a wind, the breath you pray 

Upon the hour, the tick our hearts march near 

A kiss, the chime, which says you’ve gone to fray.  

A dream that's mine, not what the light can see 

A chance that's free, a might that just might be. 

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Anjali is a UAlbany sophomore and double major in Psychology and English. She loves to write in a variety of subjects and forms. She writes about how girlhood is defined across a lifetime, changes in our world, and what they mean for old and new generations. She uses writing as a tool that converts emotion into action, in order to hold communities accountable.