5 days

I’ve been to my P.O. Box
every day
for a week
risking covid death
exposure to assholes
just to open my box
finding it as empty
as my wallet
my bank account
my soul
in the parking lot
birds fly away from me
tumbleweeds tumble away
the post office is empty
for the first time and
I’m beginning to take it
personally

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