Author: writerhodeisland

My dad’s car broke down the other day and I had to drive him home.  The Ford Explorer has had issues before and although it was slightly inconvenient for me to put The Road down, I conceded, meeting him at Route 5 Auto. As a state trooper, he’s an essential worker unable to stay home and isolate… Continue reading The End of the World →

Nicole gazed outside her window and sighed. It looked like such a gorgeous day outside and yet she was stuck in her house in the same exact position she was in hours ago. She had been cooped up in her bedroom doing schoolwork for weeks now and wanted to do anything other than sitting in… Continue reading An Anti-Social Distance →

I sit upright in bed and look outside at the foreboding clouds, hoping to see the sun again. I step into my slippers and drag myself down the stairs. I flop down at the kitchen table and stare at a wall, gathering the energy to make myself breakfast. Outside, the road is empty of cars,… Continue reading Comfort →

Everyone on the internet seems to be losing their minds over the whole isolation thing. Some people ignore it, they hold “coronavirus parties,” and hang out.  A few even call the virus a hoax. They go about their lives normally. Some are prepping for the End Times. They’ve raided the supermarkets and stores of all toilet paper… Continue reading Isolation →

Sitting at home 24 hours a day sounds like a dream to a teenager. No classrooms suffocating you with complex equations scribbled across whiteboards or teachers calling on you just as your brain begins to float away. No more hours sitting in the stiff air of a school building, watching the clock tick away. Free… Continue reading Stressed Scared Stuck →

So, the Covid-19 outbreak? It’s really been crazy. No one can even leave their house or talk to anyone else in person. Totally insane. I have a confession to make. I hardly ever leave my house anyway. I’m homeschooled, so all these students complaining that they have to take online classes now are kinda funny… Continue reading Where Are All the Snacks? →

Photo by Corwin Almo I woke to the blaring of my alarm and dragged myself to the kitchen table to eat a quick breakfast before preparing to stare at a screen for the first three hours of my virtual school day. A week and a half before, in a panicked flurry, we found out that school would… Continue reading Days of COVID →

I loved picking out the dandelions and blowing them, wondering would they grant me a wish? Telling me cats got nine lives on the blacktop. I got to where I am today, an awkward medial position framed by disillusionment and progress, one motivates the other. You have to live in the moment, I tell myself all the time,… Continue reading Whiteheads II →

This whole thing feels like the plot of a post-apocalyptic YA novel. Crucial shelves at Target, Dave’s, CVS--all empty. There’s nothing left but the plasticky little price tags. As per usual, we have too much of what we don’t need.  I would say the streets are empty, too, except they’re not. There are too many… Continue reading Ten Steps →

The recent global situation has had an impact on many aspects of my life, but there has been one major shift that I have experienced. This forced pivot of our society has left me staring in the face of gratitude and reflection. When hearing about past crises, I was too young to understand the magnitude of what was… Continue reading Reflection on the Coronavirus →