I’m Not Home, It’s Probably Better by Brenda Shaughnessy
Waiting for things to be back to normal.
I’m Not Home, It’s Probably Better
I am calling to wish you well. I am calling because I want to
change something I said. A year ago you asked me three questions.
I thought you were asking my birthday wishes and answered all
wrong. If you remember (if I know you you’ll pretend you don’t)
1) No, I have always been homely.
2) Yes I believe you have always been too lovely for anyone to
3) Silk. it is not always expensive, and it is impossible to tear.
It’s my birthday again and because I am cleverer now I can answer
you with more nerve. But because I am still me I am pitiless
enough to have your number and call you with this excuse to let
you know I am still alive (I won’t push it by telling you that I am
1) Yes. Thank you.
2) No. I found it a most repulsive photo.
3 Same. Though I don’t think of you, still it’s a near-perfect place.
And so dear when ruined.
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