Verse by @vera.tundra

winter came in through the window we never fixed you can hear the whole town breathing at four am you can hear the whole town breathing at four am the dog still waits by the door at six

you can hear the whole town breathing at four am we drank the cheap thing and called it a feast nothing holy ever asked for my name the tape hissed where your voice should be

i put the whole year in one suitcase i put my grief in a drawer with the batteries your laugh survives in the hallway the lemon tree outlived the marriage

i wrote your number on my palm and washed my hands the kettle screams and i let it