A Day in Quarantine
Messy bun, pajamas, coffee –
you’d think I’d love the idea
of going to school online
but I’m over all the technical difficulties.
See, I hang out in my room all day.
I sit at my makeshift desk staring at my computer
doing all the work my teachers assigned,
taking part in zoom meetings online.
I think of quarantine as a holding cell,
like we are all prisoners in our own homes.
My mom says “oh, it’s not that bad” but
I disagree. I feel like I am going crazy.
It seems like forever since
I’ve seen my boyfriend. We go to
different colleges and now we’re finally home
and stuck in quarantine in different houses.
Dad comes home from work, he’s essential.
Mom’s in the kitchen finishing up a
yummy dinner. Hugs all around from dad
and pets to the pups. We sit around the table for dinner.
We talk about our day. Mom helped Nana
make masks, I did school-work all day,
and Bubba slept until noon,
eating his first meal at dinner time.
After dinner, we clean up the kitchen and
make our way outside. The garden must
be watered, and the baby chicks and ducks
must be fed and put away for the night.
The baby chicks and ducks aren’t
100% sure how to get into their coop yet.
Mom and I have to crawl under the coop to
catch them and get all muddy in the process.
Time for showers, to wash away the mud.
Mom goes, then dad, and Bubba beats me to
the shower. When it’s finally my turn,
all the hot water is gone. UGH!
Bedtime is near. I take Wrigley
out one last time. Then we crawl into
bed. As our head hits the pillow, we
pray that quarantine will end tomorrow.
- I based this poem off of First Day of Seventh Grade because reading it made me think about all the things I do differently for school now with COVID-19. It also represents my daily routine that has been created since quarantine has started.