Kayfucius

A collective of thoughts, poetry, writing works, blurbs, and other randomosity

Yesterday, I scrolled through my phone

looking for a number

because I thought I’d call someone for Father’s Day –

and then saw my grandma’s number

when I tapped on the contact;

Her face smiled back at me…

I wished I could really call her –

but I knew

that if anyone was on the other end,

it wouldn’t be her,

and that hurt so much

I forgot why I

picked up the phone

in the first place.

…I still can’t bring myself to delete her number.

 

22 June 2020

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