By Anna Kirwin
Day 73 in Quarantine Villas. The days are dark now, darker since Jamie tested positive. The four of us are trapped, caged really. We’ve only got food for three left and are down to one laptop so contact with the outside world is scant.
I do the only thing a mother can.
I give the kids the food.
I eat the laptop.
Anna Kirwin is a writer and artist, living in London, but dreaming of the Arctic. Her last published piece explored the sense of wanting to look back, satisfied, but more generally, her recent work deals with language, thought and time. She sees light in the darkness.
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