Photo by Julietta Watson on Unsplash (Borage — Borago officinalis, blue edible flower)

It’s The First Day of Spring

On the first day of spring in the year
A virus dug at the soft bits of
Our lives like a bike chain slipping
From cog to flesh, Ellen said No.

The air was warm that day, the snow
In her yard, once a cloud of milk,
Had shrunken to an isolated patch –
Like an unpopular kid in a playground.