Thursday, December 31, 2020

the flight attendant

after she dies
her husband calls and says
how could you?

how would you like it if i did
that to your wife?

i pause and say to myself,
ummm. what wife?

i look at the phone.

i say sadly. i'm sorry. i didn't
know.

she said it was over.
you were gone.

divorce was pending.
there was no love between you
anymore.

silence.

i hear him breathe and sigh.
okay,
he says.

perhaps i'm wrong.
take care.

sorry to have bothered you.

i have a lot
more calls to make
as i look into her phone.

i should go.

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