Quarantine

noir.mp4

Roman Schiavi

To The People Outside My Window


To the people outside my window,

How can I even start?

If only I could let you in...

Six feet feels so far apart.


To the people outside my window,

You remind me that today

No kids can run and scream and shout

Or go out and play.




To the people outside my window,

I know you don’t know my name.

I just wish I had a friend,

And I’m sure you wish the same.


To the people outside my window,

Like this disease, you’ll come and pass

But stand there for a minute longer,

Let this moment last.

--Michael S.