My pants are all tight.
My neighborhood bodega has survived.
I don't sleep through the night anymore.
My notebook of tune ideas is full.
There are friendships I fear may be slowly disappearing.
I've reconnected with people I love in distant time zones.
Productions have stalled.
New voices have found me through Zoom.
My apartment's a mess.
I clean when I want to.
My dear friend has died.
We said what we had to.
I talk to myself prolifically.
I don't care if they hear me.
Tomorrow's uncertain.
Today's more alluring.
