Verse by @bram.ellery

i keep the receipts of everything i felt we are all somebody else's weather the wallpaper remembers the wrong colors the bus came and i did not get on

nothing holy ever asked for my name we are all somebody else's weather the dog still waits by the door at six i wore your city like a borrowed coat

the moon is a coin i cannot spend there is a version of us that stayed the highway hums the way you used to the birds do not know we broke up

i am practicing being the kind of quiet you can stand the dog still waits by the door at six the sky was the color of an unopened letter you were a rumor i believed twice

i wore your city like a borrowed coat winter came in through the window we never fixed summer left its fingerprints on the glass winter came in through the window we never fixed

the cold got into the bones of the house the floorboards keep the score