Excerpt from

Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs



No matter what life you lead
the virgin is a lovely number:
cheeks as fragile as cigarette paper,
arms and legs made of Limoges,
lips like Vin Du Rhône,
rolling her china-blue doll eyes
open and shut.



A tribute to Anne Sexton

Anne Sexton at the Academy of American Poets

"The Truth the Dead Know"


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