Stubborn weeds By Shizue Seigel In my neighborhood of stubborn weeds I hope that COVID came just in time to save us from total eradication, preserving the last of the grit from million-dollar scrubs of virgin olive oil, oatmeal and sage by the pampered few who can afford to bathe their skinsContinue reading “Dispatch #030”
The Pushouts By Aqueila M. Lewis-Ross The City that nevers sleeps is silent Forced to quarantine like everyone else No wonder the Mayor complains Dollars were always made here But now she sleeps It’s hot as hell and hades is awakened The homeless made visible Letting flesh burn while laying onContinue reading “Dispatch #029”
Subject: Startup Lockdown May 11, 2020 To: US Dear Everyone, It’s been a long time since we have talked. I hope you and yours are well and good (I really mean that with all the love in my heart). Things for me are ‘good’. I can’t say great because sometimes they are extremely bad and sometimes theyContinue reading “Dispatch #028”
Dream By Marilyn J. Dykstra I didn’t go I didn’t come To see my mom although I’d been asked Many times before. She always revived To live another sunrise Another birthday. Why wouldn’t this week be the same? No, no, I didn’t go. An attendant said That a week before Mom shoutedContinue reading “Dispatch #026”
77 Days and Counting By Jan Holliday How do we measure this Pandemic supermarket lines the bar meter how much bathroom tissue on the supermarket shelves numerating faith it will end sometime or is it the number of bathroom tissues hidden on the top shelf of the garage like the whiskey bottlesContinue reading “Dispatch #027”
MY CIRCLE By Liz Cahill going on a silent retreat mapping all the tasks my brain has to complete thank my future self skip songs move fast or fast enough before the fruit in the Bell Jar rots Craigslist white board bought a year ago tomato and bread dinner plans post-it executives park circles inContinue reading “Dispatch #025”
RUNNING By Rose Heredia I don’t remember the first time I laced up my sneakers, strapped on my iPod and hit the pavement. I only remember the sweat dripping from my forehead and bridge of my nose. The power in my legs as I sprinted the last block to my Williamsburg, Brooklyn apartment. The thirstContinue reading “Dispatch #024”
3 Poems | Pandemic Advice | Strange Spring | Stay-at-Home By Vivian Wagner Pandemic Advice Buddha knocked on my door this morning and from a safe distance told me not to worry. “We have nothing to start with, so nothing to lose,” he said, miming a hug before turning away and disappearing down Continue reading “Dispatch #023”
Pandemic Thoughts, Sleepless Nights by Sofia Reddy It’s 1 am and I’m up. I’m thinking how on March 16th, 2020 life as we know it took a dramatic turn. That’s the week we found out schools and other non-essential businesses were closing. At first it was announced it would be for 3 weeks. Then weContinue reading “Dispatch #022”
Dull reverberation, reality television, and staying sane in quarantine My name is Molly Smith and I’m a creative writer based in Denver. As a single person living alone during the pandemic, my isolation has impacted my daily life in unusual ways… By Molly Smith | Denver, Colorado I’ve been isolated in my one-bedroom apartment forContinue reading “Dispatch #021”
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