Don’t get me wrong,
I’m OK with tech.
But so tired of Zoom.
The little face gallery
like fake passport photos
for fleeing felons.
An occasional fuzzy face
lurches forward. Unmuted voices
talk over each other. Children cry
and washing machine grumbles.
Dogs bark.
I want to reach through
the screen, grab a hand,
touch.
— Margo Waring
• The Capital City Weekly, which runs in the Juneau Empire’s Thursday editions, accepts submissions of poetry, fiction and nonfiction for Writers’ Weir. To submit a piece for consideration, email us at editor@juneauempire.com.
