Thinking of Someone You Used to Know in the Time of a Pandemic

A Poem

Photo by Daan Stevens on Unsplash

The death tolls rise and
I worry about the state of your lungs
It occurs to me that I wouldn’t know if you were
one of the thousands lost
I cut every tie to you
and who would tell me?
Who would even know that I wanted to know?
What right do I have, anyways,
after all this time?
After all, while I was sending you foreign flags
and postcards, asking…