kind of speaks for itself…
My phone rings.
I look to see who it is.
The caller-ID says “Father.”
I push the ignore button because
I’m busy and besides I don’t feel like talking to him.
“One new voicemail”
“Hi, Teresa, this is your father. I just wanted
To say hi and tell you that I love you.
Give me a call when you get a minute.”
I hang up and I decide
I will call him later
When I have time
When I feel like it
Weeks later…
My phone rings.
I look to see who it is.
The caller-ID says “Father.”
I push the “Ignore” button because
I’m busy and besides I don’t feel like talking to him.
“One new voicemail”
“Hi, Teresa, this is your father’s girlfriend. I just wanted
To let you know that he is in the hospital and
He has been asking for you. He says he
Loves you and hopes that you can find time to visit him.”
I hang up and I decide
I will visit him later
When I have time
When I feel like it
Weeks later…
My phone doesn’t ring.
The caller-ID hasn’t said “Father”
In a long time.
I push the “Call” button because
I’m not so busy and I guess I feel like talking to him.
No answer.
Ever again.
what do you think?
Krystina
Wow Krysi! This is great! I was so engaged in this piece. It is phenominal. The piece is exposes the reader to the harsh realities of this lifestyle. Nice work!
Kaitlyn:)
Comment by kaitlynt — April 13, 2008 @ 9:17 pm |
I have chills. This is unbelievable. I really enjoyed the repetition. I look forward to reading more!!
Alexis
Comment by alexisk — April 13, 2008 @ 10:37 pm |
Whoa. That’s good Krys. How do you plan on tying this into your piece altogether? I’m excited to read your multi-genre paper! -Aut
Comment by aut86 — April 14, 2008 @ 10:28 am |
That is amazing! I love the repitition as well! It makes me want to continue reading to see what is going to change next.
Stacia
Comment by Stacia Derdzinski — April 14, 2008 @ 11:16 am |