in the morning.
hi,
it says.
how are you?
i roll over and stare at the phone,
nervous to look,
thinking
that someone has died.
hi, it says again
with a loud ding.
this is Debbie.
Debbie from Alexandria?
i ask.
or Debbie from Dallas?
Boston?
my sister Debbie?
Debbie in Seattle?
no reply.
she's mad i guess that've i've taken
her number
out of my phone.
oh well.
back to sleep.
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