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Sarah Blake

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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