with messages found behind wallpaperphotos buried in pelmetsstrangers smiling back. Walls disappear, make way for a glossy kitchen,have visitors asking, ‘Who lived here?’Filigree ceiling dust settled for too long disappears.Orphaned keys in a jar under the sink.Walls, floors and ceilings gouged,leaving gaps where only memories lie.Children once filled every room: cots to king-size beds, long legs sliding … Continue reading ‘One Day This House Will Be Empty’ by Tom Kelly