Verse by @june.parade

i traded my quiet for a louder kind of quiet i keep apologizing to furniture there is a version of us that stayed there is a version of us that stayed

we were young and the light was cheap i left the door unlocked for a season i am learning the names of ordinary things again i saved the last cigarette for a braver night

my hands still know your kitchen the wallpaper remembers the wrong colors the dog still waits by the door at six i still set the table for the ghost of us

the sky was the color of an unopened letter the mirror learned my face by accident we sang until the neighbors forgave us the river takes what it is offered

winter came in through the window we never fixed