Heyyy mina! Do you know what it’s like to go from a brimming campus to one so eerily quiet? Now that most of my college classes are online, the campus is pretty empty and it’s so different. This poem is about my experience with this change.
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quiet campus
3:00
ghost of a
brimming parking lot
no voices
no footsteps
one person goes by
no people chatting
on benches that cry
classrooms
abandoned and
still
have I entered
a world in the mirror
this isn’t the campus
of memories dear
the scraping silence
the sound of space
no breathing
no heart
pace
is it chilling
does my skin scream
or is it a dream
a dream
a
dream