“Writing the Apocalypse” is a weekly series featuring the poems of Puma Perl, with subject matter influenced by her experiences as a NYC resident during the COVID-19 pandemic. Gravity| By Puma Perl ——————————————————————————– The night the birds fell I dreamt of two women. They perched on platforms above the clouds, bodies coiled like snakes wild […]
“Writing the Apocalypse” is a weekly series featuring the poems of Puma Perl, with subject matter influenced by her experiences as a NYC resident during the COVID-19 pandemic. Bunkers| By Puma Perl ——————————————————————————– I move through the country from my bunker to yours Nothing to do but get drunk, fuck, and write poems We stumble […]
BY MICHAEL MUSTO | The health crisis has brought out the best in medical workers, who have stepped up to the plate with courage and honor, but others haven’t fared quite so well. In fact, the pandemic-generated combination of fear, anger, grief, and isolation has brought out the worst in these people, as they recklessly […]
Life in the Plague Year Touching your face is dangerous. Eyes, nose, mouth: portals for the virus to barge in, hijack your cells. Eating in restaurants is dangerous. Glasses toasting, diners laughing. These are the sounds of death. Shopping is dangerous. Milk, bread, veggies. Staples for the last meal. Children are dangerous. […]
Below, find the latest diary entry, then all other May content. Click here for the April entries. Click here for all March entries . My CoviDiary is reprinted, with the author’s permission, from its original publication via maxburbank.wordpress.com. My CoviDiary, 5/30/2020: A Tale of Two Tweets BY MAX BURBANK | In the course of my […]
“Writing the Apocalypse” is a weekly series featuring the poems of Puma Perl, with subject matter influenced by her experiences as a NYC resident during the COVID-19 pandemic. Diva Runs | By Puma Perl ——————————————————————————– She runs down the block when she sees me Juliet watches from her doorway, a safe six feet away […]
“Writing the Apocalypse” is a weekly series featuring the poems of Puma Perl, with subject matter influenced by her experiences as a NYC resident during the COVID-19 pandemic. It’s Not New, It’s Not Normal | By Puma Perl Dedicated to the memory of Bob Sztabnik and all of your loved ones ——————————————————————————– Can we please […]
“Writing the Apocalypse” is a weekly series featuring the poems of Puma Perl, with subject matter influenced by her experiences as a NYC resident during the COVID-19 pandemic. Charlie Time | By Puma Perl I wake at 3:56 AM Alone in the bunker Sleeping has become napping The minutes disappear like hours at the Spahn […]
Apocalyptic Rehab | By Puma Perl Every day is different, and every day’s the same Sleep patterns vary It’s more like giving in than waking up and, like a good patient, I diligently make my bed and never return to it during daylight hours Over morning coffee, Cynthia and I text message and […]
Below, find the latest diary entry, then all other April content. Click here for all March entries. My CoviDiary is reprinted, with the author’s permission, from its original publication via maxburbank.wordpress.com. My Covi Diary, 4/30/2020: Funny, But Not Plausible BY MAX BURBANK | Two stories took place in the world outside my head today […]