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Last Night

Last night
I texted you a selfie
As you watched another
COVID patient flatline

Last night
You sent me a selfie too
Your smile so tired
You texted
When will we quarantine again?
I guess when there’s a vaccine

Last night
I held my own hand
Lacing my own fingers together
To ease the rock in my throat
To keep quarantine loneliness
At bay
Until there’s a vaccine

– Jennifer Schneiderman