We’re tired of being on Zoom and being zoomed in
Tired of being on Box, our beings boxed in
Together we’ve trembled in collective fear, local uncertainty, personal anxiety
At home more than ever before.
Look at the screen and hundreds look back unmuted
You look in the mirror at what others cannot see:
Toasty textures comfort, sparkles distract and delight
Will we ever zoom out, break the box, and play?
What, then, to wear now in this liminal state?