PORTAL Journal of Multidisciplinary International Studies Vol. 17, No. 1/2 Jan 2021 © 2021 by the author(s). This is an Open Access article distributed under the terms of the Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 International (CC BY 4.0) License (https:// creativecommons.org/ licenses/by/4.0/), allowing third parties to copy and redistribute the material in any medium or format and to remix, transform, and build upon the material for any purpose, even commercially, provided the original work is properly cited and states its license. Citation: Hammond, C. 2021. Pleas Through a Glass. PORTAL Journal of Multidisciplinary International Studies, 17:1/2, 125–126. http://dx.doi.org/10.5130/ pjmis.v17i1-2.7419 ISSN 1449-2490 | Published by UTS ePRESS | http://epress. lib.uts.edu.au/ojs/index.php/ portal CULTURAL WORK Pleas Through a Glass Chad Hammond Corresponding author(s): Chad Hammond, 649 Evergreen Boulevard Saskatoon, SK, Canada S7W 0Y7. nascent.knowledge@gmail.com DOI: http://dx.doi.org/10.5130/pjmis.v17i1-2.7419 Article History: Received 12/09/2020; Accepted 05/11/2020; Published 28/01/2021 Abstract This poem enters one of many craters left by the COVID-19 pandemic and bears witness to the divisions exposed within. Keywords Pandemic; COVID-19; Essential workers; Racism; Women Tucked away from sight the new are catching the old. Third today, she coughs, wheeling the chair to the window where the young glares await. How does one entrust to an other so hated the care of her mother? Tonight behind this glass she asks Please Mme, thank you, not mine, lift your hand to hers before you go. #Stayhome, there in-between shuttered windows and shattered screens. Post all your juvenile pleas to the other side of these sublimate the fate you dread. A petried mind cuts and swipes DECLARATION OF CONFLICTING INTEREST The author(s) declared no potential conflicts of interest with respect to the research, authorship, and/or publication of this article. FUNDING The author(s) received no financial support for the research, authorship, and/or publication of this article. 125 https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/ https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/ https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/ http://dx.doi.org/10.5130/pjmis.v17i1-2.7419 http://dx.doi.org/10.5130/pjmis.v17i1-2.7419 mailto:nascent.knowledge%40gmail.com?subject= http://dx.doi.org/10.5130/pjmis.v17i1-2.7419 her way back to the others. Tonight behind this glass she asks Please, peers, take these times broadcast a future beyond boredom. Big boxes, big windows bring a glow to a shutdown heart. Food before virtue, ‘cept for the workers underneath transparent skin they move ‘long this hungry machine. She works the stocks, runs the yards, Pushed on all fronts much too far. Tonight behind this glass she asks Please, sir, you don’t need to shout, What are you searching for? Downtown, still life displays the quiet ruptured storefronts, streets rattle the shades with fury, her boy’s life pressed into a fragile photo frame. She reads signs of foreclosure est. ’74, gone today. Tonight behind this glass she asks Please, God, bring to those past eyes a glimmer beyond their wake. Hammond PORTAL Journal of Multidisciplinary International Studies, Vol. 17, No. 1/2 January 2021126