A cell phone I have with me 24 hours a day, unless I've misplaced it of course. It's scuffed on the top, the blue is worn where I've held it so many hours. The silver trim below the small screen scratched. Even the screen is marred with lines where the phone has slipped from my grasp and fallen to concrete as well as to carpet or pillow. A single eye, the camera, gives it a cyclops-like appearance. A sleeping cyclops with that one eye always closed, dreaming of faraway voices.
Holes, a speaker, in 3 rows of 2-4-2 if you look top to bottom, or 4 columns of 1-3-3-1 side to side, in the lower right corner. Small ports, buttons, plastic coverings along the side, below the chipped paint where black peeks through the blue. The dark night winter sky blue, with black holes in the distance.
LG says the label, the brand: Life is Good. Indeed, little phone, it is.
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