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Pandemic

Pandemic
*

Coronavirus is on the tongue
of every passerby.
Gossip spreads faster than germs
and both are carriers of the disease.
We wash our hands raw
with soap and practicality
but can’t help inhaling the news.
Our map is full of pins
in places we’re not allowed to go
while vacations are both extended
and cancelled.
At a time when human comfort
seems like the best medicine
we isolate, wave from afar,
blow kisses into our elbows
and pray to the gods of science.

*
– Carie Juettner
March 12, 2020