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at I didn't even know exist when the screen makes them mad it makes me so sad to know I birthed zombie babies</p><p id="d626"><i>I am a pandemic zombie mom sometimes I feel as though I don’t belong.</i></p><p id="bf45">*This poem is included in my forthcoming poetry book, <i>Hoods of Motherhood</i></p><p id="ae29"><i>Lindsay Soberano Wilson is the creator of <a href="https://medium.com/put-it-to-rest?source=about_page-------------------------------------">Put It To Rest</a>. Her debut full-length poetry book is forthcoming, <b>Hoods of Motherhood: A Collection of Poems </b>(Prolific Pulse Press, May 2023).<b> <a href="https://readmedium.com/about-me-lindsay-soberano-wilson-3d03417d19b0?source=about_page-------------------------------------"></a></b><a href="https://readmedium.com/about-me-lindsay-soberano-wilson-3d03417d19b0?source=about_page-------------------------------------">Casa de mi Corazón: A Travel Journal of Poetry & Memoir</a> is available at <a href="https://lindsaysoberano.com/books?source=about_page-------------------------------------">lindsaysoberano.com</a>. Find her on <a href="https://poetrymatters.medium.com/?source=about_page-------------------------------------">Medium</a>, <a href="https://www.instagram.com/lindsay.soberano.wilson/">Instagram</a>, <a href="http://twitter.com/matters_poetry?source=about_page-------------------------------------">Twitter</a></i>,<i> or <a href="https://www.tiktok.com/@poetry.matters?lang=en&amp;source=about_page-------------------------------------">TikTok</a>. <a href="https://readmedium.com/9539762b6396?source=about_page-------------------------------------">Lindsay Soberano-Wilson</a>©2023.</i></p><div id="46f1" class="link-b

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I am a Pandemic Zombie Mom

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No, I won’t just join your online group for beauty products for women who are living

I am a pandemic zombie mom sometimes I feel as though I don’t belong

A sip of lukewarm coffee is my nail salon these days A warm bath that the kids jump into is my spa A pizza night delivery is my restaurant

You get the picture, don't you?

Lockdown after lockdown school shut down after school shut down it’s any wonder I get any shut-eye I try and try and try but then I cry and cry and cry because it’s been too long just getting by

Snack after snack, grocery run after grocery run, laundry after laundry, clean up after clean up, play outside after we play outside play inside after we play inside after playing inside always inside on the outside of our own lives

You get the picture, don’t you?

I am a pandemic zombie mom I try to stay strong to help the kids with all that’s going on and all that goes wrong when they scream and yell about how this is all hell if they're not telling me to go to hell when they say they hate these stupid masks when they cry at night and don’t know why when they name people and places they miss that I didn't even know exist when the screen makes them mad it makes me so sad to know I birthed zombie babies

I am a pandemic zombie mom sometimes I feel as though I don’t belong.

*This poem is included in my forthcoming poetry book, Hoods of Motherhood

Lindsay Soberano Wilson is the creator of Put It To Rest. Her debut full-length poetry book is forthcoming, Hoods of Motherhood: A Collection of Poems (Prolific Pulse Press, May 2023). Casa de mi Corazón: A Travel Journal of Poetry & Memoir is available at lindsaysoberano.com. Find her on Medium, Instagram, Twitter, or TikTok. Lindsay Soberano-Wilson©2023.

Poetry
Motherhood
Lindsay Soberano Wilson
Feminism
Pandemic Stories
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