I tested positive for Covid the other day
First with an at-home test kit which I never fully trust
And then confirmed by one of those pop-up test sites,
Trust in the home test was affirmed,
Much like learning to trust the GPS to unknown destinations.
I feel shame about this
Like I did something wrong, and this was punishment from God
You see, my sister and I just returned from Las Vegas
A family reunion of sorts with my brother and sis-in-law
I am the only one smitten, a blessing
I would forever feel guilty if they, Mama, and others
Were snared in the sticky web of contagions.
It’s been a long time since I have been sick
Coughing, sleepless nights, and aches long forgotten
Until Covid made me whine along with low-grade fever
And bones melted into paper inserts, barely able to hold me firm
Codeine became the drug of choice to let me slide away at night.
Like magic, groceries and mandoo soup
Appear with a knock at my door but no sign of my son or sister,
My Wahiawa brother laughed and said I am a prisoner
I should put a meal slot in my front door—
To be fair, he loaned me his pulse oximeter
To reassure me of enough oxygen to my brain
My Las Vegas sis-in-law said Covid is the new flu
Every household gets it, her extended family in Cali all have it.
All acts of kindness that do not remove the Covid stain
Or my uneasiness about the Great Resignation.