Scroll out

When I feel stressed or sad or stuck. I reach for my little phone. Flick it on so fast you’d think we were one. Scroll myself out of my kitchen into yours. Scroll myself out of my life. We don’t leave our house much “because of the germ” as Penelope says. But I leave it all the time. I leave it like a compulsion. Like I’m a hummingbird but if a hummingbird had to drink memes instead of sugar water.

Sip, sip, sip all day. 4 words stacked nicely in pink. One bowl banana bread. My kids love sticker words. I can drink wine at noon. 7 people you don’t know but you should know right now. That one girl got married. Here’s a vacation. Wear a mask. Wear this mask. The leaves are gold in New England. There’s a baby in here. There’s a baby out here. 3 drills runners should do every day. Drink more. Drink less. Be vegan. Eat keto. You’re washing your hair wrong. Tap your face and manifest your wealth. Stay home. Go on vacation.

Sip, sip, sip all day. I see you. You’re not alone. You’re doing great. There’s a name for what you feel. Vote. Love is love. I love you. This is happening here. Did you know? Here’s how it feels to be me. Did you know? This will make you laugh. Have you seen the sun set in Utah? Have you seen the sun rise in Australia? Have you seen this one roof in Istanbul where birds are flying all around? This poem. My cat. Babies with ankle rolls. 70 year olds running naked in a field.

I found the words you were looking for.

Now you don’t have to speak.