My anxiety barometer is breaking.
I am quite certain I have reached my threshold of absorbing
all of the news I can tolerate.
I have crammed my brain with the knowledge that social
distancing truly means no public places, at all, save for
inhaling shared fresh oxygen with the floral blooms
lining the paths less taken.
I have stuffed my freezer, pantry, and refrigerator with as
much food as they can hold.
I have stowed young adult novels to consume and picture
books to read and teach virtually.
All I can do now is squeeze
for all they are worth
enjoy the juices of
My anxiety barometer is breaking
but with a few adjustments,
for now, it can be