I have eaten
the cake
that was in
the icebox
Or, as normal
people call it,
the freezer
You guys have
been married a
long time, but
not “icebox” long
I don’t know
why you
saved it
Was some child
at your wedding
eyeing the final
slice and you said
nope
That’s ours
motherfucker
Forgive me
even though
and I cannot emphasize
this enough
if you want more
wedding cake
you can just
buy it
You’re adults and
things worked out
you can afford cake
Unlike me
who has to extract
it from vintage
tinfoil
chip by chip
But I guess
it’s a big deal
so
Forgive me
it was delicious
so sweet
and so cold
Mary Colussi is an NYC-based recent graduate and writer, mostly of humor and TV scripts but occasionally of fiction and encouraging texts to friends. She has been published in Sally Mag, Little Old Lady Comedy, and Points in Case.