this house
for sale, with
the old
furniture
in the yard,
the boxed albums
and books,
and photos
awaiting another
closet to
rest in, freshly
painted
with safe soft
colors, the
doors and windows
pried open,
the floors buffed
out and sealed,
this house, so
warm and you,
now waits for
someone new, someone
young and starting
out, that room
where your daughter
grew, quiet
and empty now.
this house for sale.
you can't measure
the words,
the life,
the beginnings
and endings that
happened here.
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