Sapphic Snow White Longing for a Blonde

Stomach a long, deep well.
Honey haired girl smiles

down to the bottom.
Long hair hanging just

above the lip. A red pail scoops
the water of her eyes.

Honey seeps stones to my
feet, eager teeth reflect me.

Plum cheeks, in finger slips.
My lips would kiss her lips.

She’ll warp, shift in water.
Warm sips. Cold, aged agave

dripped moss curls. I’ve never
licked lips of other girls

I’ve never gripped the blue
agave eye. Kiss her drunk

salt little by little.
Women within taunted

ties. Long, deep honey
hair tugs on sky.

Madelyn Parker was born and raised in Oklahoma and holds a bachelor’s degree in English from Oklahoma City University. She has previous publications in The Red Earth Review and Petrichor.