Where we were. What we were doing. What we were thinking during this time in history.
Quarantine Haynaku By: Maiana Minahal Weeping, fearing doorknobs and shared elevators. 4/9/20 * My quarantine window Faintly smelling bleach, counting unmasked pedestrians. 4/25/20 * Maiana Minahal Poet, interdisciplinary artist, educator Author of Legend Sondayo (Civil Defense Poetry, 2009) Assistant Professor, English and Writing Kapi’olani Community College Honolulu, Hawaii.
Dispatch #009 #dispatchesfromquarantine #teacher #pandemic Then there was quarantine
Dispatch 008 I have hidden my bones #bestlines #dispatchesfromquarantine #poetry #kimshuck
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