Category: Corona Chronicles
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The Corona Chronicles
The following pieces were written by Lindenwood students, staff, and faculty members in response to the COVID-19 pandemic.
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And The Light Shines On: Sic Luceat Lux Vestra
It was a dreary day when I awoke, stiff from the yardwork I did in a fit of restless, Covid-19 boredom yesterday, and worried about the lessons I had to post that I didn’t get to yesterday. I sat stolidly in front of the bright computer screen, and despite the many cups of coffee I…
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Recluse
Friendship in a Time of Pandemic I saw a meme online that said, “Maybe this whole virus is because someone with a monkey’s paw made a wish that they’d have lotsof time to play Animal Crossing.” I don’t know if that’s true, but I do know playing this game has made quarantine a whole lot…
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Lost Routine
4 a.m. has become my new 11 p.m. The day comes and goes. I haven’t seen the sunlight in 18 days. I could go on a walk or sit outside and smell the flowers, but depression holds me captive to my bed. I sleep in until 1 p.m. begging my body to get back on…
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The Status of Rigatoni
The old man looked up at me from beneath the brim of his light blue newsboy cap. With one hand on the cart and the other gesturing at the shelf behind him, he asked “Where’s the rigatoni? You’re all out of that, too?” His voice held a defiant edge like I was hiding pasta in…
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Corona Chaos
You started as a whisper from somewhere far away, another thing to ignore, not something here to stay. How clever you are! You proved us all wrong. Here you are now, still going strong. You’ve taken so much, too much to name. So many moments in time will never be the same. The highest toll…
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High Risk
His fingers wrap around the device, sliding across the smooth plastic. The rigid silicone buttons shift anxiously in their pegs. The calluses on his thumb, hovering over the power button. After a moment of pause, indecision, calculation, he stamps his warm finger down on the soft switch, leaving an imprint on his skin. Light blinds…
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The Dissociation of Isolation
The world has become withered & I feel myself faltering as well. Numbness infiltrates me as numbers rise and we begin to fall At home, I sit, nose pressed to glass watching as the world wilts away & I am left feeling helpless & distant & restless. Each time I leave my temporary prison,…
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Isolation
IndependentlySurrenderingOurLivesAfterThisIncidentOverlapsNations Inside,Stuck.OverwhelminglyLonely.AmbitiouslyThinkingI’veOvercomeNegativity. IncredulousSituation,OperantLiberation.AppreciativeThatI’mOptimizingNature. Take a breathtake it day by dayhour by hourWe all will bloom and see the flowers. Claire Frances Davis Claire Frances Davis is a full-time honors student at Lindenwood University, majoring in Pre-Medicine. She works full-time as well. Claire adores her four children with paws, Molly, Charlotte, Jack, and Lily. Claire has…
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Untitled
I walk to get away from people, To escape the noise, Responsibilities and homework, Not to mention chores. When I walk, there’s just me and music Blasting in my ear, The same few songs over and over. I like it that way. In my head, it’s all fantasy scenes, Spaceships and magic, Stuff I want to write about later, Some that’s just for me. There’s a person.…
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