When a Smile is All

It’s odd!
A streaming cold
emptied in-box.

It’s odd!
to feel sick
and energetic

It’s odd!
I said
I’m dying

She said
‘we are’
I smiled.

Yes, it is odd to be caught in this in-between world within the community. Taking care not to spread the cold; we take a lot of care. Not mixing, eating alone, not joining in kitchen clean-up, sanatizing hands, handles etc. At least we can share a smile. I’m not dying but it feels that way sometimes. My sympathy goes out to those who are actually and actively dying. Human, animal, the earth.

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