Tag: covid
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Mind Open to Being Closed
High Paranoia. Once neighbor, now judge—witness. One by one, doors slam.
G. Pearson
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Boo Hoo/ Cut & Dry
“‘S’cuse me ma’am. I’m lost. I can’t find grandpa nowhere.” “Funeral room five.”
G. Pearson
anxiety, comedy, covid, covid 19, daily haiku, Daily Poetry, daily writing, death, drinking, emotional, Fiction, funeral, haiku, hell, Hiatus, holy bible, life and death, life lessons, loneliness, memories, Micro Poetry, nature, pandemic, Poem Of The Day, Poetry, questions, sad, short story, tragedy, tragic, Writing -
hour for hour
My dog stares at me with glossy, saddened, yearning eyes. So I stop tasks I’ve started and pick him up, peppering him with kisses. Until moments later when he wants to be put down again and then I am left to start all over. And each time I leave a little more saddened.
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Mochi Will Cry
(At the end of the 8 page dog boarding packet) In two (2) sentences only!!!!!! tell us about your dog: Hello I’m so sorry, but I have to warn you, you cannot raise your voice above a firm ‘calling to’ at my dog because if you do he will cry incessantly and it sounds so […]
G. Pearson
aging, animal writing, cause and effect, chihuahua, comedy, covid, covid 19, daily writing, destress, doggy daycare, life of a writer, memories, memory loss, mochi, moms of dogs, mood board, nature, needy pets, nostalgia, pandemic, pet boarding, pet owners, pets, self-help, short story, sloth, social distance, stress, terrier dogs, Twitter, Writing, writing prompt -
So Normally
Now I am supposed to grip your hand back Otherwise you’ll try checking my pulse Be alive. Stay present. I was supposed to lean against you but splashed Slurpee in your frozen lap and now you’re bluish How long was I squeezing your hand? Like a doula, you let me realize when the nerves were […]
G. Pearson
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The Few Bushes on Fire
Had I known there would be arguing, I would have stayed indoors. To be fair, it hadn’t quite been sanctioned by the governor for us to be out at all. At least not in our state. All uncovered and in close quarterers, seeking answers. Arizona was still practicing a far from heroic form of social […]