poems from the pandemic

means existing at the ends of incredible strength and incredible fragility simultaneously

I’m no ABCD I know exactly who I am I defy categorization

I sit and pray

With a passion all of its own

I only feel gravity and I wonder why

you wouldn’t believe me

i am tearing apart at the seams

in your mind, i’m overthinking

Is nothing sacred anymore?

I have yet to experience

That even Munch cannot capture

the immediacy, the scale, the inevitability

And yet the whole world!

that is your body

To honor the loved ones we have lost

Last we spoke, I had wanted to say

i know Pain can suffocate

Of quiet contemplation and meditative reverie