This house

This house

Empty now

Once filled

With this

Life

Now memories

Things still strewn Around

A stereo

A toaster

Wind blowing

Old crackling

Papers

There’s

A bookshelf

Of crystal

Creatures

A lavendar

Sofa

Still here

I stay solo

A ghost &

One brisk

Cold day

I venture

Out to haunt

The town

For all

The […]

This house

© Niliema Karkhanis

Featured images by Paweł Czerwiński from Unsplash

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