“Snow White’s Dreaming” by 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.
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