Writer’s Log

I’ve moved to the mountains, I never thought I would move this far out. But it’s April and National Poetry Month…I always try to write a lot during this time…I believe this will help me.

I keep telling myself things will go back to normal. I’ve written and checked on a few friends. Some have already lost family members. All of this is surreal. I don’t see how it can go back to “normal” if we lose people we love.

I think the worst fear. Or realisation. Is that this doesn’t care who you are, or where you’re from. And you will die alone. Your family cannot day good bye and they cannot grieve your loss…

My dad died alone and so this really hits home for me…

It’s like a shadow covering the sky

You know this will leave a mark…

Holding your breath

Hoping, waiting,

You’re constantly thinking about your employees and their safety and your friends and your community, did I clean this ? Did I touch that? Did I do enough?

Are we safe? Are we out of this shadow? or is this just the eye of the storm…

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