Verse by @saoirse.grain

the mirror learned my face by accident i love you in the tense that has no word i keep apologizing to furniture the sea does not remember any of our names

the lemon tree outlived the marriage we are all somebody else's weather the field went gold then went to sleep i keep the receipts of everything i felt

i am practicing being the kind of quiet you can stand you were a rumor i believed twice the highway hums the way you used to the wallpaper remembers the wrong colors

we drank the cheap thing and called it a feast we sang until the neighbors forgave us the river takes what it is offered the tape hissed where your voice should be

the highway hums the way you used to i keep the porch light on for nobody the birds do not know we broke up the bus came and i did not get on

my mother taught me how to fold a grudge the bus came and i did not get on the streetlamp buzzed like a held breath