A Choice (The Frog Prince)
Andrew Demcak
Her iPod dipped in his modest pond,
and Frog-boy retrieved it- the princess
pledged herself then. Now the horrid toad
wanted oysters from her Noritake
plate and to sleep in her Posturpedic
bed. That frog knew what he required,
croaking out- Give me what you promised,
open to me! Their days drifted past like
frayed sails. Each night they swam in silk sheets,
his cold legs spread by her side, intently-
while she wrestled to breathe, waiting for
his soggy bargain to be applied.
