Verse by @mara.holloway

i still set the table for the ghost of us the dog still waits by the door at six the radio only plays the parts i remember the church bell is just a bell on tuesdays

we drank the cheap thing and called it a feast i keep the porch light on for nobody i wrote your number on my palm and washed my hands the mirror learned my face by accident

your laugh survives in the hallway the lemon tree outlived the marriage there is a version of us that stayed we made a home out of almost

i keep apologizing to furniture i left the door unlocked for a season your laugh survives in the hallway the floorboards keep the score

your laugh survives in the hallway we drank the cheap thing and called it a feast i saved the last cigarette for a braver night