the freezer section
of the refrigerator
i think of her.
when i feel
the frosty air
hit me in the face,
surround my hands
when i take out a frozen
steak or crack open
a tray of ice cubes,
i think of her.
not kindly of course.
it's who she was.
a kenmore freezer
in the flesh.
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