The Book of Covid

It might be that my exterior melted a bit last year
that it’s shinier now, more like fiberglass, which I hadn’t noticed to be honest
until just last week.

That it’s a little more weather resistant, which is nice.
More … Read on Macduff...

I want to clank my fist
against the armor they’re constructing
inside me.

Rattle the scaffolding
just enough to let them know
I know

there are laborers hammering away at this
shiny new space suit

they’re building inside me

I … Read on Macduff...

He gave me back my hard drives today
by the pond by the geese
by the free-range 3-year-olds who
don’t even know what “pandemic” means.

By their moms who don’t trust the geese, don’t trust
the two old(er) guys at … Read on Macduff...

We’re out in the morning
driving down 8th street after the rain
looking for coffee in a favorite neighborhood

trying to figure out if this store or that cafe
made it through the night.

I’m expecting to see palm fronds … Read on Macduff...

Threaten me with your breeze,
Your touch this
Fragile skin I’ve got has cracks.

If you come to my door, I’ll open it slow,
Step back, pull up like for a fadeaway,

I’ll raise my voice,
Keep you at bay. … Read on Macduff...

It’s changing things.
I’m evolving into future
me, some better biped. A cellular
remodel til I can

eat at a restaurant outside or
be in a friend’s backyard
outside and if they walk past me,
too close, it’s ok,
not … Read on Macduff...

When I come back to the office
we will all look older.

And that’s because we will all be older.

No one will return as they were. As they left. Even
if they sit in similar seats, and the fashions… Read on Macduff...

And then suddenly, yesterday, it was Spring.

With dreams of visits to foreign lands —

to movie theaters, coffee shops,
to the insides of other people’s houses
where dining room tables turned into desks
might become dining room tables
with … Read on Macduff...

An underrated skill. The ability to
enjoy the sky,
a perfect book

a wonderful chat

a cup of tea,
if that’s your thing.

Not a case of denial.

Just watching the news, making plans
and then taking out your boxes.… Read on Macduff...

Wondering about
all the quarantine screenplays
that are being written right now
in smallish spring apartments with
open windows where
people perhaps don’t bother
zipping up their flies as
much as they
normally would.

The romcoms sure about falling in… Read on Macduff...