The Cutest Girl in Class
March 24 2023
You won’t remember this,
but when there was only one phone
attached to the wall
with a coiled cord
that stretched only so far,
everyone could overhear
your most embarrassing moments.
It was middle school,
and when the cutest girl in class
called for help with her math
(because that was the one thing you were good at)
it was an out-of-body experience;
you had no problem solving for “x”,
but that 2nd X chromosome
made your head spin.
Who knows what you said;
but after that
she still ignored you.
As if you were a wrong number
or an irrational one,
a big zero
divided by itself.
The phone was a big black brick
and indestructible.
Before planned obsolescence.
Before plastic choked the oceans
and landfills overflowed.
It rang
with a shrill intrusive sound;
no personalized rings
no silencing.
The thought
still makes you flush —
tethered to the wall
by that fully stretched cord
in the hot steamy kitchen
as your mom did the dishes
and listened in.
The girl now lives
in a mouldy extra-wide
in a dusty trailer park
where the dirt roads
turn muddy in spring.
She's living with a man
she never really loved
and their 3 young kids;
with each one, got a little fatter
and it hasn’t come off.
She no longer has your number,
would never remember the call.
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