Sarah Blake

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Snow White’s Dreaming

More than seven men
tend to me. More than
animals come to sing.

 

More than a witch
brings me apples to eat—
so many sweet things.

 

More than a prince
kisses me. Or a prince
does more than kiss

 

me—more than ebony,
more than snow, more
than blood or the rose.

 

I’m a blistering
sun-god emerging from
my star-skin, fulgent.

 

Photo Credit: Katelyn Mulcahy

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