New World Order
When I wake up this morning, it dawns on me
that I haven’t heard from Normal in a while.
The last time Normal called, it was on summer vacation.
Somewhere in the Canadian Rockies quietly flyfishing,
if I remember correctly. I recall that it didn’t say,
“Wish you were here,” which, in hindsight, seems odd.
And now it’s been months without so much as a word.
No calls. No texts. Nothing. So I’m left questioning
everything. Like, where does that leave me?
Where does that leave Normal? Alone
in some liminal space between today and tomorrow?
Between what Normal used to be, whatever this new reality is,
and whatever Normal will be if it returns?
Did I ever really know Normal at all?
Will I even recognize Normal? Will Normal embrace me
with open arms, or will it say I’ve become abnormal
and report me to the authorities?
I try to calm down by losing myself
in the minutia of daily chores. I vacuum and dust.
I clean out the fridge of leftovers I always mean to eat
but never do. I even breakdown all the Amazon boxes
I’ve received over the last days and weeks, boxes
that were filled with all manner of products
I was too afraid to venture out of the house and buy
on my own. But as I begin knitting a scarf
to welcome Normal back, should it decide to return,
the newsfeed scrolling across my flatscreen highlights
events in the outside world: more executive orders;
more firings; more plans to rename this and take back that;
more news stories of blind eyes turned.
I snap off the TV, pack away my needles and yarn,
and shuffle off to bed. Perhaps Normal is better off
where it is, I think as I sink deeper into the dark
well of a pill-induced dreamless sleep. Perhaps
Normal should remain incommunicado
and untraceable for its own protection. Perhaps
“out of sight, out of mind” is best for Normal,
and me, at least for the foreseeable future.
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Kip Knott is a writer, poet, teacher, photographer, and part-time art dealer living in Ohio. His writing has recently appeared in Bending Genres, Best Microfiction 2024, The Greensboro Review, HAD, Merion West, ONE ART, and The Wigleaf Top 50. His most recent book of stories, Family Haunts, is available from Louisiana Literature Press. You can follow him on Bluesky at @kiptain.bsky.social and read more of his work at www.kipknott.com.

This is great!
You might as well have written for me Kip. This is exactly how I feel, scared to turn the TV on, even scared to go to parties/dinners at a friend’s house.
💜💜
Oh, yes…🥀
Normal feels inconceivable these days. Thank you, Kip.