Verse by @birdie.quinn

your laugh survives in the hallway i am not sorry for the way i loved out loud you never asked and i never stopped answering your laugh survives in the hallway

the moon is a coin i cannot spend we sang until the neighbors forgave us the tape hissed where your voice should be we were young and the light was cheap

the cold got into the bones of the house the sky was the color of an unopened letter i am not sorry for the way i loved out loud the floorboards keep the score

we are all somebody else's weather you left your jacket on the chair like a promise the river takes what it is offered i still set the table for the ghost of us

i counted every streetlight home i speak to the version of you that listens i keep apologizing to furniture the moon is a coin i cannot spend

i saved the last cigarette for a braver night the river takes what it is offered