Eager hands ripping
Jagged panes free
Some lose fingers
But do not care
Driven by the hunger
Of a thousand years
They crawl into the bedrooms
I lock each door
Hoping
It will keep them occupied
Awhile more
Fists pound
The sliding glass door
It does not crack
At least not yet
Wedging the sofa against it
I know it will not deter
The dozens
Massing before it
The phone rings
Cannot believe
Someone in this world
Remembered me
I snatch the phone from the cradle
Press it against my ear
The pounding
Throbbing
Growing louder
Leiland
It’s me
Trevor?
My heart skips a beat
Please
Don’t hang up
I’m not sure
How much longer we have
I promised myself
That if it came to this
The only person
I’d want to speak to
Would be you
I know I should be angry
Furious
How little
It matters now
His voice always
The only one to sooth me
Despite the troubles
Hurt
Pain
I am so glad you called
Words cannot describe
How it makes me feel
Seems like everything’s
Falling apart these days
He chuckles
But I sense
His wound runs deep
I just wanted to tell you
That I’m sorry
So sorry
And that I love you
Always loved you
Can’t stand living
Without you
Anymore
I wipe the tears
From my eyes
Me too
I whisper
But there’s no reply
Trevor?
Bodies pour out
The bedroom door
I retreat to the pantry
Locking myself inside
The door rattles
Eventually
I know
They’ll find a way in
They always do
But I do not care
They cannot
Will not
Have me
The phone rings
Quickly
I answer
But only silence greets me
This is not the end of us
I murmur
Hoping somehow
Someway
He can hear me
They rip the door
From the hinges
Desperately
I grab the closest thing I can find
Hurl it their way
They recoil
Dreading the hail
Of powdered bleach
Burning their skin
And taking their appetite with it
I grab an unopened box
Douse myself
The room
In the sparkly powder
I climb into the dryer
Barely small enough to fit
Clinging to the box
Of my husband’s favorite bleach
Awash in detergent
Their enthusiasm wanes
Pawing at the metal door
Never brave enough
To look inside
Eventually
The thumping stops
And they find new flesh
To feed upon
I try his number
But there’s no answer
No signal
No nothing
Wondering if he knows
Deep down inside
That I feel the same way too
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