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“Dar. War is a Voice on the Phone”

Ann Cummins

Excerpt

Dr. War is a voice on the phone, he says, “Come on, baby, let’s fight.”

I say, “I don’t mind.”

He says, “What’s your address?” Then I go out on the curb to wait.

While I’m waiting I try to imagine what he looks like. I try to imagine from the six times I’ve talked to him o the phone. He says, “How old are you? Are you twelve?” he says. “What do you look like? Like, is your hair long or short,” things like that, he asks me, and “Do you like to dance?”

I asked him how he got my number. He says, “It’s a mystery how. Things like that spring up from the earth.”

We read it in Red Ant House.