No more chatter
No more sniffing the cantaloupe
No more exchanging cigarettes hand to hand
No sense of wonder, on the shortest roads home
Do the gloves come off before the mask?
Distance stands in for etiquette
Or does the mask come off before the gloves?
Just the time to ponder
This poem was published as part of a series in a special issue, The Great Pause, of Press Pause Press.
April 14, 2020