Desiccated Perpetuity

Let's workshop this poem about two sisters tasked with cleaning out the home of their dead mother

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Desiccated Perpetuity 

Cleaning the freezer, frost
thick as ever, in the home where
her body had been smelled

bloated, her girls—poised,
in impromptu tabletop rite,
to eat that slab of wedding cake

(finally, after childhoods
swatted back from their vigil)—
unfurled a fetus from the foil.

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