things the virus has told me i took for granted
i miss biting my nails,
but now i know how gross it is.
i miss that click of completion between my teeth.
i miss wearing my black lipstick,
but there’s no point with the face mask.
i miss feeling strong and intimidating.
i miss hugging people
even though i am NOT a hugger.
i miss feeling another human’s touch.
i miss going out
even though i am a big-time home-body introvert.
i just miss the option of adventure.
i miss my chest hurting
and not worrying if this is the beginning of how it’s going to end for me.
i miss breathing your air
and sharing that breeze of life between us.
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Nice list poem. Interesting that it shows how we miss even that which we don’t think “we are,” e.g., hugs, social beings.
Since this looks like we are in for the long haul, in the years to come we will write a list poem that tells of home-baked bread, Netflix nausea, the unstructured day, eating lunch in pajamas etc. We humans are very susceptible to nostalgia it seems. Thank you for showing us this so clearly,.