A PARKED CAR

i still have one saved voicemail. i can't listen to it and i can't delete it.

February

I still have one saved voicemail.

Thirty-one seconds of a voice that stopped existing in the world.

I can't listen to it.

The once was almost too much.

And I can't delete it, because deleting it feels like the second time.

So it just sits there, at the top of the list, being impossible.

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