Verse by @rae.voss

we are all somebody else's weather your laugh survives in the hallway the tape hissed where your voice should be i keep the receipts of everything i felt

the field went gold then went to sleep my mother taught me how to fold a grudge the radio only plays the parts i remember the bus came and i did not get on

we were young and the light was cheap your laugh survives in the hallway you never asked and i never stopped answering the map was wrong but the walking was right

i love you in the tense that has no word winter came in through the window we never fixed my mother taught me how to fold a grudge we sang until the neighbors forgave us

the lemon tree outlived the marriage the field went gold then went to sleep the moon is a coin i cannot spend the birds do not know we broke up

i put my grief in a drawer with the batteries