After the anniversary

[Aish]

our vase is empty
like a womb.

Petals limped from the counter Your verb tense changed here.That being said, I enjoy the correlation between empty womb and 'water was unhooked'
as her water was unhooked

and released into the sink.
We found her a cabinet

to stay where dust grays
every curve of glass Curve foreshadows hollow nicely.

behind a thick door to silence Excellently melancholic strophe. Thirst conveys many levels of need and obsession.
the thirst that will come;

day or night,
shadow hollows her stomach From here to the end I was breathless. I love the juxtaposition with quarry/roses. The softness of a full 'blossoming' womb makes the hard hollowness all the more rough.

into a quarry
where roses once opened,

blossomed, kneeled,
and hung. Immediately brought to mind an infant strangled by its own umbilical cord.

Hi, Phil! This is a really wonderful, painful piece. I digested it as the anniversary of a stillbirth, and as such (for me) it's quite effective. The only nit I have is I think you should capitalize the opening line.