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Pandemic Poem #32

Pandemic poem #32 is one of the ones that went dark and twisty immediately–but in the end, just a hint of hope, maybe. Maybe. If enough people want the cure badly enough to fight together for it instead of continuing … Continue reading

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Pandemic Poem #31

What are you dreaming about and loving fiercely today? (Reading tip: if you are reading this on your phone screen, turning the screen sideways will result in a correct placement of each line; otherwise, they are broken up in unusual … Continue reading

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Pandemic Poem #28

Pandemic poem #28 came on a day when I found myself sitting and not-looking, not-staring, not-seeing, just sitting, with my face turned in the direction of the window, for hours, struggling to feel anything but totally alone, even when my … Continue reading

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Pandemic Poem #27

This one came after I returned home from a walk and found myself crying because the dogs at the park were so confused and sad that their usual walks weren’t so usual. It reminds me that as hard as sequestering … Continue reading

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Pandemic Poem #26

Pandemic poem #26 came as I lay on the floor, petting a cat and just looking at the ceiling, at the light coming through the blinds, and feeling my body and mind actually settle and drop in energy. Things I … Continue reading

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