Phyllis was a Monday morning text from a colleague at your curb.
Smoke from the stovetop during a good conversation.
The cry of a newborn at 3 AM.
She was
We appreciate your cooperation
and
Thank you for understanding
on theme park gates.
She was the older sister you never had and also never wanted.
Phyllis was truth, wisdom, courage, diligence, humor, harmony.
Thurman liked those things. That made Phyllis very, very annoying.
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