Alexandra Méndez
A Song of Solace
Just remember:
We will congregate again.
There will be plays again.
There will be class again.
We will hold hands again.
We will brush coats again.
When all this passes, we will not be the same.
The ghost-imprint of masks we wore,
the mental gauge of six feet
sounding alarm bells when it shortens—
they will linger, but they will fade.
We will learn to touch again,
share the space of the world again.
And a gleeful little girl
born in quarantine
will laugh like spring and run into our arms.
—Submitted on
Alexandra Méndez‘s poetry, fiction, essays, and reviews have appeared in Tuesday Magazine, Dudley Review, Public Books, Harvard Review Online, Language Magazine, Harvard Political Review, and Harvard Crimson. Raised in Decatur, Ga., she holds a BA from Harvard University, where she received a Henry Russell Shaw Traveling Fellowship. Méndez is a doctoral candidate in Latin American and Iberian cultures at Columbia University.
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