Aficionada at Georgie’s Diner in the Time of Plague She arrives deliberately early, Predawn darkness, doors now unlocking. Social-distancing conscious And middle-counter blocking, She studies the specials, Her eyes slow-list descending; Hidden under her breath, tasteful recitations Savoring intimations Of the more fulfilling respites.
Motus Interpellata Building cloud cover above And rumored rip current below Infect each new resolution With nebulous-consequence unease