June 25, 2020

My Poem for the Plague

No end in sight of COVID woes.
No need to rush to fold the clothes.

The kitchen floors are just a sin,
But neighbors won’t be coming in.
When did I dust? I can’t remember.
I can do it in September.
Or when I’m hit with motivation
(Like when they have a vaccination!)
I just don’t see the need to rush
To give the toilet bowls a brush,
Or clean the showers of their muck.
There’s just us here, and WTF?
This quarantine seems here to stay.
Tomorrow is another day.

June 23, 2020

Covid tracking

I've been tracking and recording Covid cases in our Georgia county (Cobb) since early May. While I understand that there are various reasons for this tracking not to be an exact science, I'll be damned if I can understand why DEATHS can periodically go BACKWARDS. Or why these resurrections aren't making the news.