Death Life


Breath for All His name was George Floyd. “I can’t breathe,” he said. I’ve been quarantined, looking out at a world through glass and screens like a ghost, an observer of a world of sound and fury. I watched an innocent unarmed man murdered in cold blood by four armed policemen. I identified with that […]


Day Fourteen

Looking in. Quarantines end. Today is day fourteen of my quarantine. Last day of reporting how I feel twice a day. Of the tracker app a-buzz to ask, “How now? You there? You moving? Feverish?” Last day between four walls, twenty stories up, looking down on the traffic a-vroom, the river a-roll. Last day alone […]