• Corona Chronicle,  Poetry

    Two Limericks by Raquel Melody Guarino

    Pot o’ Gold

    America’s in a recession
    With closures in every profession
    The nurses all cry
    As more people die
    With 12-hundred bucks in possession

    Oh Jesus

    The virus is getting quite bad
    But the president thinks it’s a fad
    As the numbers still lurch
    “I’ll see you in church!”

    Says Don, a positive lad

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    Raquel Melody Guarino is an aspiring expat who just left Italy due to the pandemic.
  • Corona Chronicle,  Poetry

    “The Air” by Anthony Mirarcki

    There are methods of
    coping, optimism in the

    face of uncertainty, hope.

    Change can be a
    good thing, a chance
    to reflect. But questions

    infect my outlook—

    How fast can life change?
    What will happen next?

    Where do I go from here?

    The answers to these
    interrogatives, like

    their cause, remain in the air.

    Maybe time can heal
    all wounds, or maybe time

    is up.

  • Corona Chronicle,  Cross-Genre

    “The Optimist” by Raquel Melody Guarino

    I packed my bag up
    stuffed it full
    Seams bursting
    as I
    try
    to pull
    zip
    and push
    down the pile
    to make it easier to

    carry

    it doesn’t matter what you put
    as long as you can bear it

    without their help

    you may limp or even trip
    but you brought those bags

    you brought them for a reason

    you will pull those bags up the stairs

    one by one.