The Room We Prepared

by The Quiet Voice

Original EveryPoem Studio house-voice poem.

The room was ready: small stars on the wall, blankets folded into clouds, a name waiting in the drawer. Afterward, no one knew whether to close the door. We left it open. Grief moved in quietly, not as the child we wanted, but carrying every shape our love had already made.
51 words · 11 lines · Free Verse
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