Inspired by Manual Cinema's Christmas Carol
on december 31st, 2019,
I watched stevie nicks
perform in bicentennial park
with my family.
I sort of thought seeing stevie
would bring me good luck in the new year
and god, was I wrong.
new year’s eve rests right around the corner
once again
and I’m racking my brain,
trying to remember what it felt like
to get lost in a crowd
in the way I did a year ago.
how could I have hugged my friends,
my grandparents,
without the fear that I would kill them?
it feels wrong now.
I don’t blame stevie for my misfortune
and frankly I believe that she could do no wrong
but I’ll definitely be thinking of her
this new year’s eve
as I count down,
5, 4, 3, 2, 1
