... poetry ...

the familiar Stranger in unfamiliar times

all at once

there stood in

my opened doorway

the silhouette of

of the only

one who

could

calm

me

down

instead of the

berating i get

when the world

sends me evening

automated phone calls

there was just

a soft smile

and re-

assurance

that despite the

humdrum outside my

home nothing would

enter as long

as he

stood

in

my

door-

way

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