Living at Coler

Shannon Nelson

While I’m at Coler living in this forsaken Nursing Home

And feeling isolated on this fucking island.

With its beautiful view of water, trees, birds, and the sky that’s blue.

Watching the traffic of boats, cars, and planes as my life goes by.

With its history that’s so dark and with so much gloom

Decades of segregating the people of Society that are the unwanted

Now the island is claiming deaths from this virus

As it adds to the pain and social despair to this place

As I’m trying to keep my last bit of hope...

Trying not to spiral into depression.

While fighting a battle just to get out of Coler

And then having to try to survive while being here inside

Wondering if there going to be a day of freedom?

or If I’m ever going make to see the outside?