how i loved
each bare, floor
naked walls shadows on
newly empty halls
by day, my head humming
to itself of dreams, i cleaned and scrubbed
to make my life new; dislodging from the corner,
the old moths and cicadas
pinned on the screen dangling from beams,
and each windowsill clutter of dried leaves
Nov 14, 2017
Nov 14, 2017 at 11:13 PM UTC
how i loved
each bare, floor
naked walls shadows on
newly empty halls
by day, my head humming
to itself of dreams, i cleaned and scrubbed
to make my life new; dislodging from the corner,
the old moths and cicadas
pinned on the screen dangling from beams,
and each windowsill clutter of dried leaves