Two Hundred and Eightieth Entry, Coronavirus Poetry Diary
dripping blood
from my front door banner:
no trick or treat
hazy streetlight
teen vampires kissing
with masks under their chins
more hotspots
added to the Covid heat map
déjà vu nightmare
Added: Two Hundred and Eighty-First Entry
the click of a fan
in my quarantine room ...
breakthrough cases surge
