Last day here
After dozens of car-trips, boxes filled with belongings with ever-decreasing organization;

After finding takers for our couch, our television, our DVD player (kitchen table and chairs still up for grabs. Just come to our curb around three p.m. today);

After borrowing our friends’ van to move three bookshelves, a desk and miscellany lamps;

Now remains only the task of cleaning the place. Last night, our last night there, we marveled at the width and height of the fur/dust bunnies that had made homes behind dressers and bedside tables, but we were tired enough to leave the sweeping till today. We will follow the tumbling clouds of dust around with a broom, picking out the flotsam they carry: pens, a cassette-tape, a hand-crafted birthday card from last year; tossing most away in yet another trash-bag. Our power and heat gets shut off today, so we must be quick and finish before nightfall.

Then we will gather up cat and dog, the odd paperback that fell behind the t.v. stand in September - and we will leave our second and final apartment. Tonight you will sleep with the dog at a friend’s; Cat and I will sleep in a new house. Soon, someone else will rent this apartment, and our only shared space will be what we create between us on visits.