Love in the time of Corona – locked down It is a time of suffocation. Under boots and knees In blood and water Behind masks and machines By speaking and silencing Deaths through which we cannot accompany each other Beyond virtual spaces, bought from billionaires Who rent us the freedom to be sold. Suffocation of the spirit Where we teach our children How not to die by touching My children might learn more from me By the embracing and letting go of love Than by this clinging to a singular fear And the flinging away of imagination. The world on my phone and out of my window imagines ways to…