i. Kitchen, ii. Garden, iii Bedroom

i. Kitchen

A kettle sits on the stove, fire unlit.
Was that supposed to be my answer?

Going through the motions halfway,
I called you back. You did not answer.

This silence in our story —
after the beginning, before the end, a mislaid answer.

“When one day we find our house is burning, one of us
will walk back inside.” No answer.

You will not say my name. I say instead, “You are my last
safe harbor.” The door stays half-closed. Still, no answer.

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