Don’t Touch Your Face: poems from a pandemic

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These untitled, unnumbered poems were composed during the early days of the Covid crisis in the United States and distributed on many mornings via Andrew William Smith’s Facebook feed. A year later, they still stand as unfiltered expressions and brief devotions for a world forever in crisis. They are meant to be read in order or out-of-order, one-at-a-time slowly or altogether in one sitting. Take them for what they are and simply enjoy.

Andrew/Sunfrog 2021

somewhere in middle Tanasi, on the traditional land of the Cherokee people & the Yuchi tribe, also used or occupied by the Shawnee, Chickasaw, & Muscogee Creek people