Verse by @birdie.quinn

my mother taught me how to fold a grudge your laugh survives in the hallway i saved the last cigarette for a braver night i put the whole year in one suitcase

the dog still waits by the door at six you can hear the whole town breathing at four am we are all somebody else's weather the bus came and i did not get on

i wore your city like a borrowed coat you never asked and i never stopped answering i am the last one at the party fixing the lights your laugh survives in the hallway

the lemon tree outlived the marriage the cold got into the bones of the house we are all somebody else's weather every train sounds like leaving from here

i am the last one at the party fixing the lights the river takes what it is offered my hands still know your kitchen my mother taught me how to fold a grudge

i left the door unlocked for a season