“Like Noah...” by Alicia Van Riggs
Like Noah standing on the deck,
I check the AirNow app
the dove doesn’t leave my hand
the dial in purple, red,
the olive branch an insult
The future rainbow, double cruel.
as we have no need to shade our eyes
while we breathe the sour damp inside an N95,
we still scan the horizon for each other,
heartbeats a Morse code,
Arks afloat, nonetheless.