Verse by @moth.lamp

the mirror learned my face by accident i love you in the tense that has no word the sea does not remember any of our names the wallpaper remembers the wrong colors

i keep the receipts of everything i felt the field went gold then went to sleep somewhere a phone rings and nobody is worried i left the door unlocked for a season

the highway hums the way you used to the tape hissed where your voice should be the kettle screams and i let it i am not sorry for the way i loved out loud

my mother taught me how to fold a grudge