Tagged: covid-19

here comes month nineteen

in the age of the

in the age of the
pandemic, we worry our
worry stones until

they hum – a bumblebee too, too
still, a phone call that never comes
.
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on our return to

on our return to
what was before, we think we
know the path well, but

the roads are under construction,
and they’re handing out hard hats
.
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coming home after

coming home after
four hundred and fifty-two
days, so much privilege –

love, love, love, love bubbling,
gratitude spilling over
.
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on day four hundred

on day four hundred
and forty-nine, inviting friends
to warm up our new

home – a luxury, and so much
gratitude that we’re still here
.
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in the end, there is

in the middle of

we are one dose and

maybe between the

maybe between the
first dose and the second dose is
the realization

that there will be boosters after
this, and everyone’s a prophet
.
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we will look back and

we will look back and
name these moments as golden
so much gratitude

amidst pain and suffering,
loss and never going back
.
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