drive-thru test center
a big smiley face mask drawn
on her rear window

another raven
settles on the power line
new PR consultant

reunion buffet
we loosen our belts
another notch

used condoms
on the motel room floor
this payday night
all that remains
of a man’s masculinity

the thunder
of Amazing Grace
for three days —
the whole church gets it,
this silent virus

shelter in place . . .
alone in the attic room
with a fly
banging itself restlessly
against the sunlit window