A Plate of Pandemic

Published Semi-annually on the Solstices 

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Creativity in Times of Crisis

Thanksgiving 2020

There were more dogs than people: Edith

in her green and red plaid bowtie, Zoe

in her Santa hat, Jasper in his headband

donning deer antlers. Michael sipped bourbon

while basting the turkey. We poured champagne,

toasted, a mouthful of kisses behind masks.

The smell of butter, celery, onion and thyme

were diminished by sanitizing scents

of Purell and lavender hand mist sprays.

Cathy’s husband packed his bags the day before,

left, said he never loved her, said she ruined

his life. Chloe’s miscarriage left her bleeding

and the crust on the apple pie crumpled, yet

still we gathered, still we gave thanks.

Gina Forberg
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