O.k., so its Day 4 of the National Poetry Month poem-a-day challenge! The word given to me was “Hope.” By now, if you’ve been following along, you’ll have noticed that all my poems so far have been about the coronavirus pandemic. As such, you may think that the topic is the ONLY thing on my mind. And, well, you would be right. Sadly, our world situation right now is filling every crevice of my little brain. Writing these poems — and attempting to find some bright spots and humor amidst it all — is my way of processing. Call it cheap therapy. I do.