Covid Is a Lie
Covid is a lie she tells me, hoping for an argument.
My silence probably grates her.
All news is false except for my news station, she goads me.
I do not roll my finger around my ear or make the L sign on my forehead.
I congratulate myself on my restraint.
Finally feeling like a grown up.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2021
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