“IF I DIE, IT’S FROM A LAG” by JJ Peña
2 Minutes Read Time
- you & your little red kia are missing
- you’re not answering calls or texts & you’re not at your apartment
- my sister is with the police
- most people, the police officers say, who threaten suicide in a dramatic fashion don’t go through with it.
- what i want my sister to ask the police: why are all suicides in movies dramatic then?
- my brother jose has gotten up & taken over the living room tv. he’s playing the video game Fortnite
- the dogs want to be walked. one’s scratching at the door. i wonder if dogs know when something bad has happened, if they can sniff whispers from the wind
- what i want my sister to ask the police: how long do we have before it’s too long?
- in emergencies, police officers can ping someone’s location using GPS. this only works if someone hasn’t disabled their phone
- jose’s gutting another player to death with a knife, explaining, everyone runs for the guns so fast that they forget, anything’s a gun when all you’re trying to do is kill
- your find-my-phone app is off & police can’t determine your precise location, but they have an approximate location—you’re within a five-mile radius
- i tell jose you’re missing, that this morning you facetimed our sister & promised to kill yourself—crying that you were waste without her love—& he doesn’t stop playing or pause the game. instead, he yells at the tv: HE HIT ME? WOW. OKAY. IF I DIE, IT’S FROM A LAG.
- what i want my sister to ask the police: what words can save a life?
- jose’s character dies. he flings his controller away & leans back into the couch. the dogs rush him & try to crowd his face in licks. he dodges tongues & says, if she’s given up living, she’s a dumbass. fucking dumb.