What can YOU say in six sentences?
I saw a photograph of your daughter, whose now aged thirteen, in a bedroom fit for a princess; posing in front of shabby walls decorated with a chandelier and covered in richly shaded lilac plaster that appeared to be crumbling. There were jagged vertical cracks above her dolls' heads as they looked on in the picture with smiles of stunned joy and complacency.
My ghost is no longer present, and just like the flecks that were on the floor, just beyond the untended hallway, the change of seasons and an air of duty have since carried it all away.
Evaporated matter with a holed heart, I hung just behind the interior walls as I loved you recklessly, while we soiled our souls and those of everyone below the banister. It felt like we were a fungus that had infected and molded an already stale home.
Eventually sober from the poison of wine and promises, I swirled like yesterday's stagnant cigarette smoke out through the cracks of that heart pine front door and out onto Tchoupitoulas Street... you never even missed me.