quiet campus

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