Hidey-hole

Families engage in different ways.

I focus
On the good I can.
Communication here
Does not resemble
The familiar.
It is volume
Turned up high.
What do I do
To find respite?
I find a hidey-hole.
I breathe.
I write.
Soon my beloved and I
Will take a walk
Down the block.
I breathe.
I am out of sight
Out of mind
Their minds.