COVID Diary 7
If the protesters could see the panic I saw
in six words
It feels like I can't breathe
She's not normally a complainer, she said
But it feels like I can't breathe
Can you hang these in the window, he said
I rolled the tape into circles
Doesn't have to be fancy, he said
Here she is, he said
He held it so I could see:
Get better, Grandpa!
I washed his proud back and pretended not to notice the weeping
Together we watched the small rabbit outside his window.
A permitted visitor.
I can't find the words
This is my last week as a hero
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