19.01.03 - 9:19 p.m.

beth was beth in real life - didnt slip sweetly
away at the house i visited, but oh the desk
built into the wall the fireplace and inkwell
your rodrigo boots nestled in a costume trunk
diary entries about mr emersons kisses misplaced
on your sisters cheek i wonder if the floorboards
creaked then, if you paced or stared idly out
the window at nathiel hawthornes sideyard.

orchard house