Outbreak

His shadow shouts—

don’t betray yourself

stay inside

it is your alibi

months later

on a nightmare scream

he went outside

when his shadow

could not be seen

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dVerse prompt to use Maya Angelou’s line his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream

Outbreak

Dystopic Thinking

Dystopic thinking today

as I work in the garden, contemplating Voltaire.

How has education

brought me to this point

of doubting all that I know?

History is not repeating itself.

How can this pandemic

be compared to the Spanish Flu of 1918?

We know so much more but do little.

Communication is faster

so what is going on in Italy

I can know right now.

In Spain the same. Now the US.

But look at the geography.

Look at the size of countries

and compare it to US.

Italy is smaller than Washington State.

How can there be comparisons?

The one common factor is

that the disease spreads quickly.

Test- track-and isolate. Too late.

The microbe is loose.

By accident or design?

Nobody knows or somebody knows.

Maybe we will never know.

What we do know is

that staying home keeps us safe.

Not everyone can stay home

so in Italy

there are still new cases regardless of a lockdown.

People have to go out to get food.

Whole families die at home.

After a month of staying at home,

groceries delivered and sterilized,

no outside visits,

I can’t say that I am lonely or stir crazy.

I like to stay home.

But what would it be like without internet,

without the food supply,

without air conditioning and lights?

In the winter, what if there was no heat?

What if there was no gas

to keep the car going if I wanted to relocate,

live in the mountains, hunt for food?

Are we being tossed back

into the Neanderthal of life

or just a temporary bleep in the radar

of what we always thought was progress?

Too many questions and who cares

what the answer is.

I find answers to be too dystopic.

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NaPoWriMo prompt to write 20 minutes spontaneous writing and make it a poem.

Dystopic Thinking

Deltiologist

Grandmother was a deltiologist

(she didn’t even know it)

postcards came to her

on special occasions

when her children took a trip

& when her husband

lived in Kansas City

that’s how they communicated

there was on most cards

an image worth keeping

Now I have her postcards

with handwritten messages

in cursive script

slanted out of a fountain pen

how the weather was

how are you I am fine

how your uncle got the flu

he is fine now

write again when you can

love & kisses xoxoxo

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NaPoWriMo prompt on something handmade and given to you. Handwriting was once an art even when sent on a postcard.

Deltiologist

Standstill

“No one left and no one came on the bare platform.” No one was going anywhere. The trains and planes had stopped running a week ago. All ground transportation halted by order of the government. Gas stations were closed. Truckers off for two weeks. This was a complete stand still. Fourteen days to clear the virus out of the system. Only one more week to go. One more week to make the food last; for the hospitals to unlock.

Plans were already going up for the restart. The grocery stores would open first, pharmacies second. People in close proximity to these places are lucky as they can walk. Public transportation would resume on the third day. Gas stations would open for delivery trucks only. Hospitals open, followed by churches. By the end of ten days, people can drive a car again. Back to normal.

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dVerse prompt for prose of 144 words using the sentence “No one left and no one came on the bare platform.” by Edward Thomas. Photo taken in Italy. This is a fantasy of how it could be if all transportation comes to a standstill including walking.

Standstill

Sex in the Time of Covid-19

 

Redacted from an article in the New York Times–  Corona Virus and Sex by Jen Gunter

 

Use your HSP

(household sex partner)

unless they are having symptoms

be celibate if you don’t have HSP

do not take on a covid fuck buddy

the risk is too high

you can still use your sex toys

but only with yourself

if you need to order your sex toy

ask yourself is it really essential

 

In the future will we even want to have sex?

 

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NaPoWriMo prompt on writing a poem from a news article

Sex in the Time of Covid-19