In the Weeds

We wait

We push at the edges

We listen to the sirens

We wash our hands

We feel everything too much

We fear that we aren’t doing enough

We make sour dough starter

We simmer bone broth

We eat less meat

We hope it will be okay

We wash our hands

We push at the edges

We stomp around the center

We learn to sew masks

We photo-bomb the family

We joke around about worry

We hug our kids

We wash our hands

We read too many headlines and tweets

We watch for the champions

We chase the dog

We need more human touch

We wash our hands

We give more time to things

We give more thought to things

We grow impatient

We ask who is responsible

We want someone to blame

We feed the birds

We plant a garden

We hope all this will be worth it

We pray all this will end soon

We hear it's early days yet

We expect to be changed

We push at the edges

We wash our hands

We wait,