What does "learning to live with the virus" really mean?
Julian, one year later.
Happy Easter Holidays... (You might need to zoom-in).
A year in the life.
Two days in the life.
One-way road to where?
I could sleep for a thousand years...
Another non-poem about lockdown life in these cold days.
100,000+ and counting. With apologies to W.H. Auden (1907–1973) and every Auden purist.
Líneas compuestas en insomnio a modo de ahuyentar a los fantasmas.
A year ago on 23 January 2020 the world saw its first coronavirus lockdown.
Je suis Bernie.