Day 18! Time for an imaginative poem to break up the realism and day-to-day life.
A COVID-19 poem by Lauren Hallstrom
I spotted the girl in the mirror
from across my bedroom
when she wasn’t looking.
She was sitting cross-legged
and eating a bowl of Cheerios
and smiling into it.
Throughout the day,
while I sit on my bed
with Netflix on
in the background,
I look over
to see what she is doing.
Now she is rehearsing
into her spoon
as if it were a microphone.
Now she has fumbled and dropped
it on the floor and is laughing.
Her friends are gathering
around her and psyching her up.
Making a fort out of
the books on her desk
while she spins around in a dress
made for going out.
Sometimes, I wish I could be
in her world.
Every once in a while,
I notice how the dust has settled
in my room and get up to clean.
The only piece of furniture I ever get around to
is the mirror.
One time, the girl in the mirror
saw me looking.
She saw my hand pressed against the glass
and lifted hers to show me
how they look
exactly the same.
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