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”
Category Archives: Poetry
Dispatch #029
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”
Dispatch #019
ZOOMING WITH STUDENTS By Sofia Scoppettone a kindergarten teacher in Washington DC When I speak to the kids on Zoom I try not to be filled with gloom, To not think about How I’m filled with doubt That I will see them any time soon. Instead I just try to be there To be presentContinue reading “Dispatch #019”
Dispatch #017
April 28 2020 case number: 0819999 | save what dates? | case number: 0812000 By Dena Rod missing: the pleasure that comes from the pressure of bodies against your own in the dark bass pulsing and sweat sticking. last seen at new year’s eve shrieking amongst its kingdom as it waved through the party. anyContinue reading “Dispatch #017”
Dispatch #016
The Calendar By Evelia Ayala March 13, 14 15 16 17 18 19 The days on the calendar Move slow Dead routines I cannot go to The library Are left with reading E-books No park, no movie theater Except Looking at the calendar March 22, 23, 24 25 I am still stuck at home While the Calendar’s routineContinue reading “Dispatch #016”
Dispatch #013
2 Poems By Caitlin Krause explaining to my dog about coronavirus she doesn’t understand anything about this time except maybe the joy that I have become her new best friend always around, always beside her in a way neither of us expected I find myself crawling on all fours, tongue lolling out, my playfulContinue reading “Dispatch #013”
Dispatch #012
iRobot Again By Aqueila M. Lewis-Ross Beep! Beep! Powering Up! Powering Down! Beep! Beep! You’re only allowed 6ft! The command to practice social-distancing. You must shelter-in-place! Because touching anything might be the end of the race. I risk it all to see my baby laugh and play at the neighborhood park. ButContinue reading “Dispatch #012”
