
by Sarah Rejoice Brown
Expecting the unachievable
In light of the unbelievable
We alter our days
In previously inconceivable ways
We hold out hope for a return
Of the ways we used to learn
Of the ways we used to operate
Without stopping to appreciate
That it may take a gradual shift
To even mend the rift
Caused by a pandemic
Many aspects of which are systemic
That haven’t been addressed
Much less even confessed
But I digress
And return to clean up the mess
Made by my quarantined offspring
Sarah Rejoice Brown specializes in poeticizing daily life for sanity’s sake. By day, she communicates, conspires, and collaborates as a nonprofit consultant, director, and editor. By night, she attempts to cultivate a love of literature and rhyme in her five-year old. Her writing is heavily informed by her racial justice activism and concern for the rights and future of her multiracial family. She lives and writes in the mountains and valleys of northwest Vermont, where you are likely to find her making the rounds of library book sales. She is currently working on a children’s book centered on a girl whose love for reading the dictionary forever changes the course of her life. Eva Mantell is looking at the unlikely suitability of everyday materials as potential art materials — paralleling the unlikely possibility of forms in nature. Find her also at @greenworldx2.