Daydreaming in aisle five
toothpaste and shampoo
silent sparkling commerce
red arrows on scuffed white tile
a guide in the labyrinth
whole aisles are wastelands
handwritten signs: OUT OF STOCK
no one looks at me
not masked employees
others kind, warm
smiling behind masks
at the absurdity
a blackbird loops above the bakery
I’ve been here too long
they don’t have what I need
back in the car I
never dreamed I’d need
masks for my family
through partially deserted streets
paranoid and guilty
about what I might now carry
T.J. McAvoy is a journalist and novelist and a Denverite taking a brief sabbatical from the city to live in Brighton.
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