Choose left to keep? Right to toss? Centre to sell?
Out-of-date, broken remnants unearthed.
Remembrances resurfaced and retained.
Boxed. Labelled. Stacked. Carried.
An uncluttered cavity created.
It echoes loud silence.
Front door locked.
Only the unshifting shell remains.
There’s this guy who wrote messages underneath kitchen drawers as his secret farewell memento in houses he’d once occupied. Others have scratched names on trees, initialled wet cement, and children’s growth marks have been left inconspicuously on door frames.
What secret mark have you ever left in a previously lived-in dwelling?