May 5, 2020
Yellow-lit hallways. Long golden walks. Warm-colored tunnels. On TV a man is expressing his mistrust of science. Mother Earth is out to get us, we are the virus. Laughter. Incredulous laughter. My brother turns off the TV and transfers to the computer. I bury my face in my phone, the tablet, anything but a book. The Last Dance is on in a few. I browse Tumblr for memes that I save on my phone for future use. I used to have friends, two friends, three? whom I loved dearly. I don't know now if it was ever love.