My street in the Pandemic

Paula Dotson Frew
1 min readApr 2, 2020

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Photo by Patrick Tomasso on Unsplash

Lonely and alone as

If the street has had

To isolate.

One blue Ford has

Passed in the

Last hour.

Where was he going?

There are so few

Destinations left.

Even the parks are

Closed. People are

Unable to stay apart.

I wonder if he

Knows the stores

Are in the other direction.

The stores where

Only one person is allowed

Per household

And the toilet

Paper is portioned

To two per person.

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Paula Dotson Frew
Paula Dotson Frew

Written by Paula Dotson Frew

I love to write and self-published my first book of poetry last year, a book of Haiku this year, and a book of short stories later this year!

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