Morgan won first prize for the high school category in the West Roxbury Library poetry contest this year. The contest theme was "space." The poem lost its formatting when I copied and pasted which makes it lose a lot of its impact -- but since she will only send it to me as a pdf . . .
Covid 19
by morgan frost
a storm is coming
puffy clouds, dark threats roll
rasps of wind press cheeks
the rain pours down
so fast the streets soak
with a mess of footprints
many steps all strangers
faceless victims faceless villains
disease bites might kill
screens talk
we don’t
ears fill with static
all white noise
no fact no fiction
the world whispers
“fifty percent off” “we are closed” “stay inside” inside of what?
my love still thinks
still breathes still lives
“six feet” apart “six feet”
is the end of the world.
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