(6:11 PM EST, Thursday, March 12th, 2020) Dear God, I pray that this virus stops fucking things up for folks.

Flashing bright screens

on more than usual.

 

Eyes burning.

 

Brains frying.

 

Talking

but no

touching.

 

Days run together

as often as the colors

do

on our devices.

 

Smell of Vanilla and Honey

Dial hand soap

multiple times a day.

 

Desire to conserve

white crisp paper towels

efficiently.

 

At least the bedroom

walls are a delightful

purple.

 

It's fine that 30/30 in April was predominantly

about Quarantine.

 

It's fine that in 2020...

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