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A ringing phone

I hear a phone that is not answered. I listen for some time. The ringtone trails off and seems to leave an echo in my brain.

Where is the owner of the phone. Is he/she still alive. Has something gone wrong or are they merely indisposed.

This might be an important call…

  • it’s your boss
  • it’s your angry spouse
  • it’s your worried mother
  • it’s debt collections
  • it’s your broke friend

Who calls rather than texts anyhow.

I linger for some time to see how it plays out. Like looking at an empty, banged-up vehicle. Resting by a lamppost after a crash.

By Cassandra

Writer and visual artist. Avid reader, keen observer. Nature enthusiast!

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