the faucet has a spartan – yet not beyond notice – leak.
The reports begin
News outlets making a couple extra bucks with a couple extra baits.
Wuhan has shut things down. People in China can’t leave their homes.
First case in Korea. First case in Iran. In Italy. In Japan.
drip drip drip drip
At some point, thanks to the wonders of biology, statistics, and human nature
The drip steadies
And then, a torrent
I keep my distance from the group of workers not keeping theirs, clustered nearby.
They’re engaged in a feverish conversation
Only people who have had the test.
And I find myself wondering about the impact of the first global pandemic in, well, a while.
The trickles down, the threads connected, the intricate links between industries. Between lives.
The impact on one of us.
The impact on all.
Sometimes a drip becomes a wave
We see it. We stand firm.
We wait. Because we have no choice, really
But to stand, and simply,
hold our breath