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Greta Cunningham

I want my house to be the one you visit so much, 

You don’t need to ask where the trash can is 

And flip open all the cabinets under the sink to try and find it. 

Because how can you know a person 

If you don’t know where they keep their bad memories, 

And soggy paper plates. 

Failures and fruit rinds 

And almost maybe’s.