Our life was an accident, the flames were conjured
by an indifferent couple.
So much time has passed, their union
dissipated with the dumb carcass of our home.
This house has been all of our housesÐ
our parents colluded with emptiness to conceal this fact.
We live from cairn to cairn, burning refugee hearts,
each mistake receding in the rear-view mirror,
each incipient disaster breaking the night
like headlights falling on a new city.