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Between Deaths (“After Her Death” – Meghan O’Rourke)

I existed in a netherworld

She and I trudged past each other

caved deep in cloud cover

separated by the whitening road

and a mounded shale of gutter

plowed snow as if we weren’t

each obvious to the other.

I’d learned how to disallow

visuals of my sister’s small

coffin by then. Buried in flowers,

that polished box was immense.

Large enough to disappear

an entire five-year-old in.

Did visions of satin lined

mahogany accost my mother

as she negotiated treacherous

sidewalks delivering Avon

and preparing to perform

her own magic box trick?

Since then I’ve walked

my snow boots thin

searching out the entrance

to the chamber where I suspect

their bones are whispering,

insisting they still exist.