She Is Alone With the Cookies

She is alone with the cookies
In a kitchen she finds solace and
The grace of God
She is like the oven
Hot and closed
But on a timer and to a certain degree
She is convinced that she will only to amount to
This kitchen
Those dishes in the sink
The pots
The pans
The silverware
And of course
The cookies

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