I’ve never quite had
This yearning before
For the presence of strangers
Such mundane fantasies
Of standing in line for the bathroom
Too close to the next person waiting
Being the last one
To squeeze into a full elevator
And hoping no one can smell the coffee on my breath
Shaking someone’s hand
When meeting professionally
And wondering if the sweat exchanged was my own
SWD 12/2020
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Exactly how I feel now with all these social distancing mandates. I don’t think any of us ever truly realized just how psychologically damaging the lack of human contact can be until this year. Just standing near someone and striking up a conversation is healing because it lets us know we are not alone. Social distancing hurts. Thank you for sharing this very important poem.
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I love your writing. I have never felt what you describe, but the way you wrap your words helps place me in that world.
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