HISTORY LESSON

After I leave you tell the landlord that I’m just gone for the weekend. The window panes smell like the baby we never had. When your eyes close they admit the living room was always off centre and always ghosts and we’re left to clarify cheekbones.

And I’m watching Hockey Night in Canada and coming up for air after the second period and that was a really long time ago.

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