Verse by @wren.hollow

i am learning to be a room with the curtains open you never asked and i never stopped answering i am practicing being the kind of quiet you can stand i still set the table for the ghost of us

the field went gold then went to sleep i love you in the tense that has no word the church bell is just a bell on tuesdays somewhere a phone rings and nobody is worried

my mother taught me how to fold a grudge you were a rumor i believed twice the sky was the color of an unopened letter the sea does not remember any of our names

the wallpaper remembers the wrong colors you were a rumor i believed twice summer left its fingerprints on the glass the birds do not know we broke up

your laugh survives in the hallway the wallpaper remembers the wrong colors there is honey in the bottom of the bad years the sea does not remember any of our names

i keep the porch light on for nobody