Dorothy Recalls a Missed Call in Seattle from La Guardia

(a found poem after Thomas Travisano's 'Love Unknown')

its not your fault his
voicemail dropped he called
flew its not your fault
in on sunday please

dont weep its not your
fault trust me hed brought
cds dug its not
your fault Blue glad for

us too his heart its
not your fault left smear
for aim hed its not

your fault always got
his way its not your
fault. Go to hell, Dot.

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Laurence Foshee is a Tulsa, Oklahoman with poetry and prose in Dragon Poet Review, The Drabble, The Tulsa Review, and a forthcoming Oklahoma anthology honoring the memory of The Greenwood District. When not reading and writing poetry, his work in patient transport during the entire first year of the Covid-19 pandemic has driven him to resume pre-health studies and pursue osteopathic medicine. He hopes to find commonalities in helping others within these disparate, higher callings.

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