blind-baking, or, her allegory of the cave
naked, missing her sweet filling, coconut cream, french silk, chiffon voices calling from beyond the concave, princess peaks she chooses to ignore in favor of the closed oven door, finding freedom through castellation, incarceration, the foreplay of grease smears & rack marks on her back
fill with pulses
her suede pouch is meant to hold the lightness of pearls, but you weigh her down, load her up with seeds, private eyes sent to spy, to make certain her dough doesn’t rebel-swell, doesn’t expand beyond your shallow pan, or, god forbid, stretch-mark your expertly crimped crown
your carving fork comes at her, erect fangs intent on pre-venting, on nicking her anger in the bud
she glints, she glows, she is polished off
Maureen Kingston’s poems and prose have appeared or are forthcoming in B O D Y, Gargoyle, Gravel, Hermeneutic Chaos Literary Journal, Modern Poetry Quarterly Review, The Screaming Sheep, Stoneboat Literary Journal, Terrain.org, and Verse Wisconsin. A few of her pieces have also been nominated for Best of the Net and Pushcart awards.