What Does The World Look Like

Written for:  Go Dog Go Café – Tuesday Prompt: Write a piece of prose around the question: What does a return to “normal” look like for you?

You run into a friend. The impulse to hug will no
longer seem a natural shown of affection. Even on
New York City streets, people will panic if
their personal space is compromised. Old strips
of colored tape, ripped and trod upon will remain
as reminder. Hesitation of doing all activities
we did before will run through our veins, choking
us like a knotting vine. A world will return,
but it will not be familiar.


About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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