“COVID-19 infected my words. Home. Creativity. Masks. Friends. Distance. Solitude. Optimism. iPhone. Quarantine. Toilet paper. Zoom. Vaccine. Dinner. Superstition. Exhaustion. Hug. It changed the clocks in my eyes, too: long days Netflixed into short months, and before I knew it, the year was a headstone. And it’s still there—a blur through the window, taller than a city; a silent monolith crowned with clouds. So, I dog-eared my days with the outside of words just in time to forget: What year was 2020?”
The world changed… By resizing the landmasses and positioning them in new relationships with one another, this revised map illustrates where our contributors hail from and their sizeable and equal contributions.
The contributors have lived hundreds of human years, collectively. Our youngest was 17; our oldest, 94. Each dot equals a year lived, giving this illustration a simplified elegance to measure time.
