By Simar Singh
I was born in Wuhan, a small province in China. Mother birthed me to save herself. So I went to the butcher’s market and followed a man to his village. Anything to save my mother.
From China, I accompanied a European and an Asian, traveling far and wide. I reached the pools of Hawaii and sat in the empty Colosseum. I particularly liked Italy and New York.
I am a toddler, so chaos ensued everywhere I went. The world screamed at me to stop, but the streets remained quiet. Now the seas are finally clear and stars discernible.
Mother alleviates me.
Excellent imagery! Deoicts the virus so accurately!
Nice
I loved this – though I didn’t immediately realize it was about the virus. That took a second reading, which made me appreciate the piece even more.
Well-paced and unfolds clearly!