Why I Am Late Writing This Poem (COVID)

Ahava wanted to play Barbie Dream House.

I am never Barbie.  She assigns me a role, often

Barbie’s friend who comes to visit.

Dr. Kempf called for Bruce.  Bruce isn’t here so

the doctor wanted to talk to me.  He said  there’s a new

show on HGTV about great apartments in the Mediterranean.

I could rent  a gorgeous 2 bedroom on the Andalusian coast

for under $2,000 he said.  I was glad

he asked no medical questions.

The gas man called to say he’s on his way

to fix the stove.  And now, nearly 11,

I may or may not have a poem.

Esther Cohen
Let me tell you why I'm here, and why I hope you'll join me. I am here to poem, to play with words, to tell stories when I can, and to ask you for yours. Words are what I love, how I see, and what I say. Words are how I know my life, and how I find my friends. I'm here to ask you to join me. Right here. To send me your stories, and your poems. And to read mine when you can.

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