They Remembered

Andrew Isaiah Castillo

Four years it took 

for me to get hit. 

Four years it took. 

 

I was getting away with it.

On a trip to catch a fish, 

I was caught. 

 

*silent chirp - silent chirp - silent chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp 

 

*phone rings 

 

The sound scared me. 

The rod slipped through my hands.

I stalled to answer the call,

as I went back to land. 

 

My curiosity got the best of me. 

Annoyed, handling my phone 

I called back. 

Four words, and my heart sank. 

 

"Performance review old-timer."

  • Author: Andrew Isaiah Castillo (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 29th, 2024 12:02
  • Category: Unclassified
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