Verse by @saoirse.grain

the mirror learned my face by accident the lemon tree outlived the marriage the floorboards keep the score nothing holy ever asked for my name

the tape hissed where your voice should be the cold got into the bones of the house the map was wrong but the walking was right i still set the table for the ghost of us

i put my grief in a drawer with the batteries the streetlamp buzzed like a held breath the church bell is just a bell on tuesdays we drank the cheap thing and called it a feast

the streetlamp buzzed like a held breath