Verse by @jonah.reyes

i buried the argument in the yard i keep apologizing to furniture we were young and the light was cheap i am learning the names of ordinary things again

the river takes what it is offered the streetlamp buzzed like a held breath the wallpaper remembers the wrong colors you never asked and i never stopped answering

i wore your city like a borrowed coat the church bell is just a bell on tuesdays i still set the table for the ghost of us every train sounds like leaving from here

we sang until the neighbors forgave us i buried the argument in the yard i still set the table for the ghost of us the cold got into the bones of the house

every train sounds like leaving from here the moon is a coin i cannot spend the moon is a coin i cannot spend the sea does not remember any of our names

you never asked and i never stopped answering