Lockdown
- Alicia Fox
- Jul 20, 2020
- 1 min read
Updated: Jul 31, 2022
underground
the dirt surrounds
my burrow
comforting
my soft belly
detects the pulse of Earth
tendrils of fur unfurl to
sense, reaching
She is weak
gasping under
the burden
of the creatures
who have forgotten
our bodies reliant
on Her breath, Her blood
how to stay within?
—March 22, 2020, NYC
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