my mother, in her
yellow kitchen.
beside the bird cage
and above the goldfish
bowl
she had
a laminated sheet of typing
paper tacked to
the wall. it was
lined with
a ruler and an ink
pen, listing
all the important phone
numbers
she would ever need.
siblings
and children,
hospitals,
the dentist
and veterinarian
it was easier back then,
before cell phones.
no one's number ever
seemed to change.
and you only had one
to remember.
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