In every room of this house

I run into you.

In a closet

of your old sweaters,

In a kitchen

with recipe cards from your hand

or a mixing bowl we made my first cake in

It was white with chocolate frosting, I remember.

In a bathroom with your emory board

an emery board that went to each and every

house you lived in, I remember.

In every room I run into you

Because you go where I go now.