some knobs come without locks they live in houses where the windows and doors are open through every hour of the day bees and flower petals float through the open air the cat comes and goes as it pleases
even when the seasons change when the weather brings a gentle snow the covers the floors in white remember the beauty of living without deadbolts of walking into old spaces whenever the sky reminds you through contorted clouds
you do not need to pack it all up in boxes to mop the floor, to sell the couch you can keep the door open as long as you like
this is a custom poem written for a giveaway winner
Written by
Madisen Kuhn 25/Cisgender Female/Charlottesville, VA