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

Simultaneously asynchronously

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?