You’re Never Home
by Rudri Soni
“Please leave a message at the beep.”
Pray those words don’t ring through my head.
Look for photos of you,
Deleted them earlier to stay one step ahead
of myself.
Like a gust of wind on a hot summer day,
Temporary relief
Gives way to
A painful deficiency.
Your suffocation is contagious.
I need
to get out
of this place.