Verse by @kai.ashland

we drank the cheap thing and called it a feast i keep the receipts of everything i felt nothing holy ever asked for my name the streetlamp buzzed like a held breath

the church bell is just a bell on tuesdays we are all somebody else's weather i keep the receipts of everything i felt we were young and the light was cheap

the lemon tree outlived the marriage winter came in through the window we never fixed i am not sorry for the way i loved out loud i keep apologizing to furniture

nothing holy ever asked for my name