Verse by @sable.crown

my mother taught me how to fold a grudge the cold got into the bones of the house i saved the last cigarette for a braver night the dog still waits by the door at six

you never asked and i never stopped answering i keep the porch light on for nobody the highway hums the way you used to the wallpaper remembers the wrong colors

i am the last one at the party fixing the lights i put my grief in a drawer with the batteries i left the door unlocked for a season the mirror learned my face by accident

the highway hums the way you used to i put the whole year in one suitcase