Recipe for pickled eggs

Today my brain is a pickled egg

Floating, isolated

Inside my skull.

My thoughts taste of vinegar.

My mouth the mason jar lid.

In the night I was boiled

Three hours later

Cooled and peeled.

You must imagine how this feels.

How raw

A shell removed

Fed to the garbage disposal.

Add salt and thick slices of onion.

Refrigerate for three days.

I am a still life of a woman.

Please leave what is unfit for consumption.

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