Ah! That little mole
on my right arm;
same one that was there
all through my childhood.
It hasn’t grown
hasn’t shrunk.
And that scar
above my knee—
same scar from skating rink
when I was wearing
my brother’s old outgrown
ice hockey skates.
It is still there—
hasn’t changed.
The world with Covid-19
has totally changed.
What was OK
is now toxic.
What was toxic
is now the norm.
But that mole and scar
don’t change.
They’ve stayed the same.