That's What Cell Phones Are For by T. Robert Torkildson You wrote you were. You wrote you weren't. You wrote you were again. I write okay. I write hurray. I write okay, whatever. Nothing in March. Nothing more in April. Nothing but nothing in May. Are you moved? Are you mad? Are you gone away? June is NO FORWARDING ADDRESS. June is $1.48 down the crapper. June is a funeral. © 2003 by T. Robert Torkildson. All rights reserved. Home