Poem;

"The Virus" by Katy Lyons

Here I sit

In complete isolation.

All of us separated by the invisible. I would reach out to you,

But a simple elbow touch wouldn't do. Lysol spray has become perfume,

Hand sanitizer has become hand lotion, The news has become the bible. A simple virus,

Whose name resembles royalty, Has done the unthinkable.

Destroyed businesses,

And has ruined relationships.

The death toll rises, And hope decreases.

What to do?

Everyone scrambles to find a solution. Maybe it is found in the empty grocery shelves,

Or maybe in the fear of going outside. Online assignments plague the uninfected. But I believe,

We will all get through this together.

We will all get through this,

Just not with each other.

My heart has been with NYC lately, I can't imagine how scary it must be up there right now. Madison and I are praying for this to all be over as fast as possible!

Hope it'll help