Verse by @kai.ashland

i left the door unlocked for a season we drank the cheap thing and called it a feast the dog still waits by the door at six i am learning the names of ordinary things again

i am learning the names of ordinary things again i still set the table for the ghost of us the streetlamp buzzed like a held breath the calendar keeps making promises

the streetlamp buzzed like a held breath i keep the receipts of everything i felt the birds do not know we broke up the church bell is just a bell on tuesdays

the floorboards keep the score there is a version of us that stayed i put the whole year in one suitcase the mirror learned my face by accident

the field went gold then went to sleep the mirror learned my face by accident my mother taught me how to fold a grudge the field went gold then went to sleep

you never asked and i never stopped answering i am the last one at the party fixing the lights the radio only plays the parts i remember i am learning to be a room with the curtains open