corona virus, isolation, shelter in place
I’m daughtering in place and it’s a full time job. I'm a posable figurine, like a barbie for my mom. She's been shopping in a frenzy, to fill the empty hours. I think we have an Amazon truck dedicated to our house. I needed another closet so we took my sister's room It looks like a Dior outlet-store or maybe King Tut's tomb. "I think you've gotten carried away," I said to her last night. Looking at all the loot arranged, she said, "you may be right."
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