Social Distancing
Sophia Nguyen
Sophia Nguyen
Acrid scented chemicals entangle in the static air
Maybe if I allow them into me, I’ll be clean
Ink stained cotton conceals a reddened nose and dry lips
I cannot breathe, therefore I am safe
Powdered nitrile gloves outline sharp knuckles
I must be careful not to let my bare skin touch them once I return
Open wounds peering through cracks in thin, leathery skin suffocate under the plastic
Stinging hands are inconsequential… I must be clean
Beleaguered eyes peer at the empty space
Is this distance safe enough? No… further away
Heavy footfalls pounding out a leisured beat
Slow down, don’t get too close
An unseen smile to the eyes of a passerby
Why bother when they cannot see you?
The next is ignored.
Don’t waste your time with strangers
Vibrations in a side pocket
There are more important things to worry about
Fluorescent strings of unread messages lengthen
You have no energy to waste on friends
Cement walls and dark windows greeted with a grimace
Home sweet home
Ceiling illuminated by more outstretched, glowing hands
Isolation must be fully realized.
Eyelids slide shut as they dwindle away.
It is called social distancing, isn’t it?
Grade: 11
Bio: She plays the trumpet in the Heritage Wind Ensemble. In her free time, she enjoys reading, writing creatively and drawing.
What is your main source of inspiration?
I mainly derive inspiration from my own emotions and personal experiences. I find that this allows me to add more intensity to my work as well as functioning as a means of catharsis, in order to relieve stress and relax.
What motivated you to write this piece?
Because I was unable to connect physically with all my friends and family members, it led me to develop a feeling of emotional disconnection. In addition, I originally had germaphobic tendencies so the pandemic exacerbated the issue for me, weakening my desire for social interaction, even if it was through a screen. I had taken the opportunity for some alone time, and it ended up extending for longer than I had intended, which led me to joke around that I was social distancing in the truest form: both physically and emotionally. Funnily enough, it was this joke that inspired this piece.
Do you write sporadically or regularly?
I write pretty frequently, which is partly due to the fact that I am the president of The Writer's Circle club at American Heritage, which encourages and inspires me to write more routinely.
Photo Credits: Image by Neil Adakonis on 1983 via Smithsonian Institution https://www.si.edu/object/ibm-pcjr-personal-computer:nmah_905913?page=2&edan_q=Computer&destination=/search/collection-images&searchResults=1&id=nmah_905913