Helios’s chariot no longer brings me the sun.
Its rays that would linger on my collarbone,
warming my shoulders, cupping
my breasts with growing intensity. The warmth
would carve a valley
for the sun to fall into
with loose limbs,
a soft fall.
I miss falling into the sun,
but Helios no longer rides
and a long dark winter has arrived.
This is a little poem that I wrote a few weeks ago while I posting my NaPoWriMo project. It is about being single in the time of Covid-19. I also wanted to share a video poem with you. This video was originally recorded for Instagram and I have also placed it on YouTube. I plan to record more of my poems soon, so please do have a look and a listen, and let me know what you think!