Rose Red

As a small girl, I loved the story of Snow White, and her sister, Rose Red.
Then, all of a sudden like, every where I looked, it was all about Snow White. The story even changed, her sister was written out of the script completely.

I always wondered what happend to Rose Red, perhaps she ended up at some quaint little tea shop surrounded by a different sort of elf all together. Instead of coal and lanterns, bet they baked brioche and biscotti!

(***update September 16, 2005)

I began Red Rose- Mythical, Mystical, Experimental Poetry

with Rose Red in mind.