hours of phone calls
texts pleading in languages
i don’t even speak
setting up my room
with a yardstick and some hope
ready for today
social media
comments on our lack of space
(century-old school)
2020 wins.
after this, i just give up.
no one came to school.
to walk empty halls
without the student voices
cold. slow. loveless. death.
wrong in every way
and a crusty cookie bite
just saved by ice cream
working from home ends
now i must say bye to pup
reality bites
on this dreary day
plagued by plagues, wildfires
votes matter so much
cutting up pavers
to fit in every crack
now we wait for spring
with two trips to Lowe’s
100 pavers, some mulch
we are almost done
a curved contraption
has brought us to a standstill
of pure frustration
ground fabric in place
everything leveled, ready
500 pavers
pets like to make prints
on freshly-laid, level sand
yet he keeps at it
measure a circle
spend the morning cutting sod
and flatten the earth
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