THE DEAD

“His soul swooned softly as he heard the snow falling faintly through the universe and faintly falling, like the descent of their last end, upon all the living and the dead.” “Better pass boldly into that other world, in the full glory of some passion, than fade and wither dismally with age.”—James Joyce from The Dead

You know they’re laughing

at us all this

social distancing and cleansing

they know

the invisible dust that kills

us we become so attached to

the body

of our bodies we try

to keep alive You know

they’re right they’re

there

on the periphery

laughing about us living our

best last day

or wasting it