The Art of Radio Silence

Yalla! Phone lights up like it's telling secrets. She squints at

the screen like, "Do I know this?" Hmm, nope.

Don't recognize the number. Says it loud like the phone can hear her

thunder. She asked around the room, plays a guessing game.

Who could it be? Kids, who is 673? She's got places

to be, things to do. Mostly not answering you. She's an artist

of radio silence, a master of delay. Ignoring phone calls for longer than

kids play. Don't they know I'm busy? She sighs with a grin.