to listen to my cousin Matt’s
voicemail since Melissa died.
He left it before,
right as Coronavirus
was making its way
to our breakfasts.
I’ve called him,
left him messages,
and I’ve texted her phone
just saying that I miss her
from earth.
I did the same to my friend Kyle's phone
after he motorcycled his way to heaven,
until I got a response from a teenager
saying it was her new number.