Of Lifeless Equivalencies
Sarah Bigham
The first was made
without sugar,
an error of haste or
stress or
care.
Instead, a slab entombed in thinly
ridged metal,
anemic cardboard, and
impenetrable plastic:
embalmed
for a celebration not
my own.
I do not want
a stranger’s
pie.
Sarah Bigham teaches, writes, and paints in Maryland where she lives with her kind chemist wife, their three independent cats, and an unwieldy herb garden. A Pushcart nominee, her poetry, fiction, and nonfiction have appeared in Bacopa, Entropy, Fourth & Sycamore, The Quotable, Rabbit, Touch, and other great places for readers and writers. Find her at www.sgbigham.com.
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