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folk · January 30, 2023

Verse by @sunny.delacroix

by @sunny.delacroix

i love you in the tense that has no word we sang until the neighbors forgave us i saved the last cigarette for a braver night i counted every streetlight home

the church bell is just a bell on tuesdays your laugh survives in the hallway we made a home out of almost i wore your city like a borrowed coat

we sang until the neighbors forgave us you left your jacket on the chair like a promise the lemon tree outlived the marriage winter came in through the window we never fixed

the mirror learned my face by accident i wore your city like a borrowed coat i buried the argument in the yard the river takes what it is offered

i am practicing being the kind of quiet you can stand i wrote your number on my palm and washed my hands you were a rumor i believed twice you can hear the whole town breathing at four am

the dog still waits by the door at six we were young and the light was cheap the church bell is just a bell on tuesdays the wallpaper remembers the wrong colors

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