covid island

It went like this: I caught COVID and be­came re­al­ly sick, like se­vere-flu sick.

I got test­ed at a phar­ma­cy and found out I was pos­i­tive, and they es­cort­ed me into this big room that looked like a hos­pi­tal cafe­te­ria, put me in a hos­pi­tal gown, and sat me down with all these oth­er peo­ple who had COVID. They hand­ed me a bot­tle of pills and told me to wait. I didn’t have my phone, my wal­let, any­thing. I was cry­ing and think­ing of Aaron and didn’t know what to do.

Then they put all of us on a plane and flew us to this is­land where there were hun­dreds of peo­ple with COVID liv­ing in a huge com­pound.

Even­tu­al­ly Aaron showed up and he didn’t have COVID but he told me he knew I’d been tak­en there and asked to be brought to the is­land to be with me. I just cried and kept tak­ing my pills and stayed close to him.

More and more peo­ple start­ed com­ing to the is­land, in­clud­ing many peo­ple I know in real life. And slow­ly the peo­ple who had brought us there start­ed leav­ing and tak­ing away all the planes and boats and he­li­copters.

Even­tu­al­ly we were all stuck there and we all had COVID, but it was this strain that you just sort of have for the rest of your life. You don’t have any symp­toms or any­thing, you feel fine, but you’re a car­ri­er and you’ll al­ways have it.

Then there were dis­cus­sions about at­tempt­ing to leave the is­land, but since it was fair­ly large and had nice fa­cil­i­ties and wildlife and re­sources, we all fig­ured, why leave?

And some­how we knew the main­land had got­ten fucked in the time we’d been there so the plan to bring us all there re­al­ly back­fired on the peo­ple who did it, be­cause the is­land was now safer.

I ac­tu­al­ly woke up from this dream feel­ing a lit­tle dizzy, which means I tossed and turned in my sleep.

And I’ve had this song in my head all morn­ing:

 

—emi­ly duchaine

Flom­mist Emi­ly Duchaine lives in the Pa­cif­ic North­west. She likes to drink mead, learn about sharks, and lis­ten to the Talk­ing Heads. She pre­tends to be a pro­fes­sion­al busi­ness­woman most days. Copy­right © 2021 Emi­ly Duchaine.

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