The Calling (absent)

I have heard the call before
that feeling
the nagging at the threshold of your consciousness
which informs you that somebody is thinking of you
which informs you that some one you care about needs you
which informs you that their making a connection with you is imminent.

Sharing a dream with some one you know.
Picking up your phone just before it rings.
Thinking that you’ve heard some one knock at the door, right when they’ve arrived.

Maybe I am deaf.
I do not hear the call anymore.

Maybe I am ostracized.
And no one is calling anymore.

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About Jessica Lee

Jessica is a twenty-something poet who performs most of her work on stage in Spoken Word. She has found writing therapeutic since she was child, and has pursued it ceaselessly. She enjoys writing even the most fleeting thoughts and dreams as SensicalRavings. Between long retail shifts, she enjoys writing observational pieces (always with a slant) of locally relevant subjects as ALLGainesville. If you appreciate inspiring, coming-of-age suppositions, become a follower. Though it's not always roses, it's raw!

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