i just opened it.
there was no preparation
not a deep breath before
or a stiffened wrist to reach
i stepped inside
your empty room
stepped past where your bed was
instinctively avoided the pile that always grew
to the right of your window
and adjust the curtains
i haven't changed them yet
i suppose i will
it would make a good library
this room that was yours
i walked into your room yesterday
and i realized it was my house again
all of it
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