Attempting a poem a week. Maybe some other musings. Always a work in progress. Satisfaction not guaranteed.

Liquefaction

the house has a solid foundation 
but it sits in a liquefaction zone
in an earthquake
It may be swallowed by quicksand

can we do anything to prevent it?
no
to predict it
no
to prepare for it?
practice grabbing hold 
of a vine and each other’s hands
and hanging on to what you cherish

so we hang on
our feet seek solid ground
as the earth begins to shake

Love in the Time of COVID-19

Fever Dream