This story is paired with “Thumbelina” from Children’s and Household Tales by Jacob and Wilhelm Grimm. For best experience, download the LithoReader for your iPhone or iPad and get NonBinary Review for free. 

You never spoke
of the disparity

in our size, nor mole
in my future,

the snuffled grub
of his damp antlered

kiss. I weighed my options
to the cadence

of earthworms
as I fled engagement,

memory of your sill
and milkweed tufts

tucked in my walnut-shell
bed a sharpish sorrow

like the distance away
I stood when you sang

so your voice would not knock
me over. Nor did I once ask after

my father, nor question your
appetite for motherhood till now:

blind suitor, snow numbed
sparrow, and a man with wings

no taller than I the witch never
suspected I’d find. No matter:

it still ended with you, alone,
childless again at the window.


tania-pryputniewiczTania Pryputniewicz is the Managing Poetry Editor of The Fertile Source. Her debut poetry collection, November Butterfly is forthcoming from Saddle Road Press, 2014. Her poetry is at Chaparral, Poetry Flash and Soundings East. Co-founding blogger for Mother, Writer, Mentor, Pryputniewicz teaches writing, blogging and tarot workshops for MWM, A Room of Her Own Foundation, Story Circle Network, and San Diego Writers, Ink.

“Thumbelina” appears in Tania’s debut poetry collection, November Butterfly