I am not unhappy in the house all day.
(nonfiction)
Category: Archive
I count the bodies and try to make sense of the math: 144,926 is not a lucky number.
(nonfiction)
How many pictures? How much? How long?
(nonfiction)
It takes our breath away, virus or not. And nobody knows how to make the virus go away. And nobody knows when it’s leaving, or what it will look like tomorrow.
(The Loop)
We had to wear N95 masks for days on end because the air was so polluted.
(nonfiction)
I have proof that the days are there, one after the other
(nonfiction)
I know how strangers react to a black woman walking a pit bull in a nice neighborhood.
(nonfiction)
“As long as I come see the mountains, I’m okay,” was the idea their poetry expressed.
(nonfiction)
Perhaps my biggest secret is that I have a doppelgänger.
(nonfiction)
Laboratory testing for viral diseases would not be available for another fifty years.
(nonfiction)
It’s become a delicate balance, this being open to joy while not in denial of the harsh reality of the magnitude of fear and suffering and death.
(nonfiction)
Why are they sitting next to one another enjoying warm, frothy cups of cappuccino?
(nonfiction)
One of my students asked, “Is that your cat sleeping up there?”
(nonfiction)
I sighed, expecting a request to extend a deadline.
(nonfiction)
I drift through the Breakout Rooms like a digital ghost . . .
(nonfiction)
Unwrap four bundles of dry vermicelli. / Let their white locks dissolve
(nonfiction)
The abandoned garden cannot be reclaimed in a day.
(nonfiction)
In all the discussions I have been a part of over the last month, prisoners are a population that hasn’t been discussed.
(nonfiction)
The best part is, they never complained.
(nonfiction)
We’ll sleep on it before we make our final decision.
(nonfiction)
My boyfriend drank a Corona from the box in the fridge. We had bought two twelve packs back in January because it’s his favorite beer.
(nonfiction)
I tell my kids not to touch anything or anyone in the office and, immediately, my daughter touches the statue of the children, the fish tank, and is one inch away from a little girl with a mask on.
(nonfiction)
I never ever sent my kids to school hungry although they were a bit late sometimes.
(nonfiction)
We like our politicians to be bland technocrats, for obvious historical reasons, but that doesn’t mean they cannot occasionally inspire.
(nonfiction)
I found solace in that security guard’s enthusiasm, solace in Ayón’s work, and in the Chicago Cultural Center’s beauty.
(nonfiction)
Then I saw the effect the forced isolation was having on my wife.
(nonfiction)
We are talking about our lack of consistent showering, we are talking about our addictions and telling people our feelings.
(nonfiction)
Downstairs, my grandparents argue over the TV’s low volume, their voices rising and falling like a muffled opera aria.
(nonfiction)
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