We Were Forgotten

Reagan Prior

To the wallwhy do your paint shavings scatter on me and no one bothers to sweep them away no one has been here in so long. you are faded away, showing the lime green wallpaper someone tried to cover my drawers, left open collect your shavings in piles and hide what was left behind a pen; dry a journal; empty a watch; handles stuck at 9:01 a CD player; silent a pair of earbuds; knotted on your other side lays a kitchen table under a bowl of rotting pears which were meant for a pie they didn’t forget the recipe. -From the desk