Quarantine poem #84 – Night Music Journal, November 2020
They took my in the yellow tunnel of the end 7pm before they start the fire behind the wood piles and piles of t-posts They kept the dogs … Read more
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Poems written from the confusion / distortion / paranoia / transformation of COVID-19 shelter-in-place / quarantine measures.
They took my in the yellow tunnel of the end 7pm before they start the fire behind the wood piles and piles of t-posts They kept the dogs … Read more
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