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Small Inheritance

Nadia Osei

Acrostic · Memory

Her keys still turn the lock, though she does not.Once, this hallway held more furniture than light.Under the stairs, a coat that was never mine to keep.Someone has to decide what a house remembers.Even empty, it keeps the shape of who left it.

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