Verse by @birdie.quinn

i love you in the tense that has no word the field went gold then went to sleep the streetlamp buzzed like a held breath i love you in the tense that has no word

i am practicing being the kind of quiet you can stand i saved the last cigarette for a braver night the map was wrong but the walking was right there is a version of us that stayed

we are all somebody else's weather i keep the porch light on for nobody the bus came and i did not get on the mirror learned my face by accident

the floorboards keep the score your laugh survives in the hallway