Moving My Son into College During a Pandemic —after Shoshauna Shy Lisa Wiley Moslow, SUNY Erie Associate Professor of English Poem originally published in Autumn Sky Poetry Daily My pulled pork sandwich with generous portions piled high smoked to perfection as stacks of wood on the premises attest to its flavor dribbles out of the soft bun which I couple with choice of warm mac and cheese like a yellow rainbow accented with Dill pickle which causes me to smile slightly however the red umbrella doesn’t sufficiently shade my dish as I down a pint of crisp local draft consuming what I can off my crowded plate and then before we don our masks it’s soothing to note how normal we feel momentarily content in the late August sun 78