Dear Corona,

October 21, 2020


Sincerely,

June 11, 2020

Dear Corona,

COVID-19 you need to go away!

June 11, 2020

Dear Corona,

COVID-19 you need to go away!

Sincerely,

Orlando

J

May 25, 2020

Dear Corona,

You are by yourself nothing. You dont know who you are. You are just doing the work of your creator. Subhanallah

May 25, 2020

Dear Corona,

You are by yourself nothing. You dont know who you are. You are just doing the work of your creator. Subhanallah

Sincerely,

Dick

Ohioa

May 15, 2020

Dear Corona,

You’re a real asshole, you know that? You show up uninvited, spoil all the fun, scour all the food, steal the silver, disrespect all the elders, AND you never know when to leave the fucking party. It’s truly unbelievable. You...

May 15, 2020

Dear Corona,

You’re a real asshole, you know that? You show up uninvited, spoil all the fun, scour all the food, steal the silver, disrespect all the elders, AND you never know when to leave the fucking party. It’s truly unbelievable.

You fly in with your spitty talk and unblessed sneezes, LITERALLY clinging to anyone who comes within 6 ft. of you. What did you think? We were just going to sit back and let you harass those you deem “unfit?” Distract the kid’s table with your shady tricks and scary stories? Make us turn against each other, when the fact of the matter is, YOU are the real enemy here??

Haven’t you figured it out yet? No one wants to be around you. So much so, everyone left and went home the moment they got wind of your presence. Even the resident of the house refused to believe you were there, hooting and hollering about who made the guest list. While you were carelessly fluttering about, a kid I went to high school with had already invented an app called HouseParty, so no one would have to take the chance of running into you IRL ever again. My friend Bill predicted you’d come sooner or later too! Damn, do I wish we listened more to our smart friends.

UGH! The mere sight of you even made some of us sick. Thank g-d for all the doctors and nurses who happened to be there! The flower arrangements practically lost their scent as you walked by. You are so fucking annoying, guests complained they couldn’t even go to work the next day. It seems like avoiding your negative energy has become a full-time job. Some of us even tried drinking bleach to rid the memory of you.

Jeez, looking back, we were having a pretty great fucking time before you messed the whole place up. What really grinds my gears is that everyone worked so hard to make it a fun party. We wore pants with zippers, organized countless games, sprung for the good vino, hired a live band, cooked enough food – we really just wanted to focus on making it a healthy environment for everybody. For the occasion, me and my neighbors built a beautiful card table from scratch – all you brought to it was chaos and too many loosing hands.

Ha! I even get a call from the Governor every single day to make sure we’re doing OK having to deal with the lingering remnants of your pain in the ass. Most of us are actually banding together to make sure no one like you creeps into future celebrations. Don’t hold your breath waiting for an invite.

Don’t bother looking for us either, you won’t recognize us in our new costumes. You’re so fucking stupid, I bet you wouldn’t know the difference between a real superhero and a fake one.

Each and every one of us is a VIP. You are not welcome behind the velvet rope. It doesn’t even matter who invited you or where you came from at this point, all we know is that we will be ready with an excess of bouncers at the next fête we throw. Your ass will be traced down and kicked to the curb so fast, it will knock the wind out of YOU.

We are SO OVER YOU. We are SO ready to put our silly differences aside to get off Zoom and back to hugging our friends when they arrive. Even if you hang around in the shadows while we test out future party favors, don’t you dare think for one minute we’ll abandon our vigilance. When we all come together in this fight, we are stronger than you. So, Corona (eye-roll), in the words of my friend Mr. Fallon, who is also STILL at home waiting to get back to a party without you, “Go on, Git!”

The party is not over, it’s just beginning, it’s an opportunity to reimagine an even more fun and thriving fiesta. So, thank you. Not for stopping by, but for making us truly think about what we want our party to look like and the type of people we want there with us. My mom told me good things come to those who wait, and that timing is everything. She also taught me to be kind and compassionate. Don’t you fucking dare question my Momma. You’re cancelled.

—In Solidarity, Coming to You Live from New York—

Sincerely,

Jamie

New York, New York

May 11, 2020

Dear Corona,

I want to say I hate you, go F**k yourself. I hate you for killing innocent people and for forcing me to stay away from my family when they are hurt and in the hospital. I hate you for putting...

May 11, 2020

Dear Corona,

I want to say I hate you, go F**k yourself. I hate you for killing innocent people and for forcing me to stay away from my family when they are hurt and in the hospital. I hate you for putting so many of my loved ones on the front lines and making me worry every day if they will be ok. I hate you for making me scared to leave my house. I have asthma and an autoimmune disorder. From what I hear I am one of your ideal candidates to attack, but I won’t back down.

I may hate you, but I also have to thank you. Thank you for bringing me closer to my family and friends all over the world. Thank you for making me stronger, for showing me how much love there is all around me. Thank you for showing me how together my man and I can face anything.

Corona, you will get what is coming to you. We will survive, we will thrive and we will be stronger than ever.

Sincerely,

Jes

May 11, 2020

Dear Corona,

The other day I met a lovely dog named Guwop and when his owner went to shake my hand I recoiled like he slapped me. I went to visit my parents and my mom wouldn’t hug me goodbye when I...

May 11, 2020

Dear Corona,

The other day I met a lovely dog named Guwop and when his owner went to shake my hand I recoiled like he slapped me.

I went to visit my parents and my mom wouldn’t hug me goodbye when I left because she works at Lowe’s and she’s terrified of infecting us. Apparently it’s absolutely essential that people mulch their gardens right now.

I met a girl I really like right before you arrived and now we park our cars next to each other and talk on the phone and look at each other through the car windows and our lips never quite match up with what we’re saying.

I see my friends every week on Zoom, Discord, FaceTime. Why does it feel like I haven’t seen my friends in years?

I’ve always thought that Life is built up of things to regret and things to look forward to and right now there’s no room for either so if this is Life now I’m not sure how to live it.

In the Before, I was reading every day. Now I watch the same sitcoms over and over again because they’re comfortable and safe and there aren’t any surprises because I can’t handle anything else new.

Over the past few months, I can count the conversations that haven’t referenced you on one hand. My Dad, thought by most to be a sane man, puts charts and graphs about your rising numbers on the fridge every day, the fridge that used to display school pictures and minor accomplishments.

You are all I ever hear and read about.

You are a naturally-occurring disease that originated in animals and passed to humans. You are a calculated plot by enemies who would sacrifice their mothers and fathers and daughters and sons just to hurt us. You are our ecological reckoning, a response to the uninhibited destruction of our planet. There’s nothing organic about you, you were created in a lab on purpose but also on accident. You were preventable. You were inevitable. You are the Will of God and also maybe the Devil and who knows maybe they put aside millenniums of enmity to work together on this one.

These are the things I’ve been told about you. Do you think people on the Titanic postulated about Russian-controlled icebergs as the water filled their lungs?

Still, the other day Ted Danson said Science Will Out and if you can’t believe Sam Malone who can you believe. It’s a matter of When, When, When. Tomorrow would be good. But this whole survival thing – it’s kind of what we humans are known for. So I wouldn’t make any long term plans if I were you.

They say if I get you, I won’t be able to breathe. P’shaw. What else is new?

Sincerely,

Nate

May 11, 2020

Dear Corona,

I am over you. Over the damage you’ve done. Over the death you’ve causes. Over the distance you’ve placed between loved ones. Although, I will stay in the fight and do what needs to be done in order to snuff...

May 11, 2020

Dear Corona,

I am over you. Over the damage you’ve done. Over the death you’ve causes. Over the distance you’ve placed between loved ones. Although, I will stay in the fight and do what needs to be done in order to snuff you out, I am done with you. I wish I could gut-punch you. Please go away and never, ever come back.

Sincerely,

TJ

May 11, 2020

Dear Corona,

Thank you for giving me a greater appreciation for the simple things. Things that don’t cost much. Conversations that didn’t happen much. Moments I might have missed. And thank you in advance for your imminent departure. We will always find...

May 11, 2020

Dear Corona,

Thank you for giving me a greater appreciation for the simple things. Things that don’t cost much. Conversations that didn’t happen much. Moments I might have missed. And thank you in advance for your imminent departure. We will always find silver linings. That’s what humans do. But it won’t undo the destruction you’ve caused. So, thank you for shining such a bright spotlight on science and healthcare because that will be your downfall, and our ultimate silver lining.

Sincerely,

Jackson

May 11, 2020

Dear Corona,

You’re a bitch, and I hate you. I’ve felt so much anger, sadness, uncertainty, and fear during your time here. I haven’t seen my family or best friends in over 5 months. The people I love the most are putting...

May 11, 2020

Dear Corona,

You’re a bitch, and I hate you. I’ve felt so much anger, sadness, uncertainty, and fear during your time here.

I haven’t seen my family or best friends in over 5 months. The people I love the most are putting their health at risk everyday to contain you. My close friends had to postpone their wedding they’ve been dreaming of for years. You continue to kill innocent people and destroy families that don’t deserve it.

But you’ve also made me appreciate the little things and I feel more present than I ever have. You’ve connected so many people in unexpected ways and showed us all how strong we really are.

I look forward to the day we can all celebrate your departure together (with alcohol of course).

Sincerely,

Erin

May 10, 2020

Dear Corona,

You have disrupted so much; my life, my children, my family, my career, my community, my home. At times you have made me feel weak, scared, angry, alone…but, these are only feelings. Like you, they are temporary. You tried to...

May 10, 2020

Dear Corona,

You have disrupted so much; my life, my children, my family, my career, my community, my home. At times you have made me feel weak, scared, angry, alone…but, these are only feelings. Like you, they are temporary.

You tried to tear me down, but you’ve failed. You’ve made me stronger, more connected, more present, more resolute. I am the man I was before you came, and I’ll be the same man far after you’re gone. Corona, you will never change who I am.

Sincerely,

Walton

May 08, 2020

Dear Corona,

Dear coronavirus, COVID-19, SARS-CoV2, or whatever name you’re hiding behind today, Bless your heart! You must be lost. Did you mean to come to Florida? Either way, let me make this easy for you: You are not welcome here. You...

May 08, 2020

Dear Corona,

Dear coronavirus, COVID-19, SARS-CoV2, or whatever name you’re hiding behind today,

Bless your heart!

You must be lost.

Did you mean to come to Florida?

Either way, let me make this easy for you: You are not welcome here.

You have stepped through our door and made life more than difficult for all of us – downright awful for some. In many cases, awful doesn’t even begin to describe it. Some of us have paid the ultimate sacrifice. We are angry and devastated, but you have no idea the beast you have awakened.

Those people – were OUR people.

In case you aren’t aware, we are a population of 21 million eclectic, quirky, unconventional, yes – but most importantly, courageous, innovative, resilient survivors.

We are loggers, citrus growers, thinkers, bankers, farmers, ranchers, developers, natives, tourists, transplants, immigrants, and dreamers.

Your germs ain’t got nothin’ on our chutzpa and ability to adapt.

Through the Spanish, the British, the wars and Jim Crow years, we have overcome.

Every.
Damn.
Time.

You’re not even the first infectious disease that has tried to destroy us – f*** you!

You will be treated. You will be eradicated.

We’re built for this – it’s in our DNA.
To rise up. To fight. To find a way to thrive in the face of all adversity.
You do know that we CHOOSE to live here, right? – In a state of destructive hurricanes, boiling temperatures, and 100% humidity, surrounded by alligators, sharks, and panthers.

Clearly, we are not fazed by challenge, difficulty, or danger.

Did you think that keeping us inside would keep us from collaborating, from unifying?

Did you not know that, in Florida, the more difficult something is for us, the more driven we are to find a way? The bigger the challenge, the harder we’re going to fight. And guess what, our neighbors in New York, Chicago and California are no different.

If you were trying to isolate and separate us, you made a grave error. You’ve brought our entire country and the world closer together.

You’ve united us around a common enemy. And let me remind you… that has never turned out well for our enemies.

Yes, you’ve caused us pain. Many of us have lost loved ones because of you. But know this: we will come out of this stronger than ever. More resilient than ever. And it is in their memory that we will crush you.

Your days are numbered.

So, allow us to show you the door, because defeat is not an option – at least, for us.

Good Riddance!

Sincerely,

Anonymous

Florida

May 05, 2020

Dear Corona,

You failed. You tried to remove joy and hope. You tried to disconnect people and make them feel isolated. You tried to cancel celebrations – birthdays, anniversaries, graduations, games, proms, vacations. You tried to make us weak with a barrier...

May 05, 2020

Dear Corona,

You failed.
You tried to remove joy and hope. You tried to disconnect people and make them feel isolated. You tried to cancel celebrations – birthdays, anniversaries, graduations, games, proms, vacations. You tried to make us weak with a barrier between human connection.
You failed.
Because what you didn’t expect was for us to overcome, to be resilient, to never give up.
When we were faced with separation, we found new ways to interact. We talked, we laughed, we played games and we did something we haven’t done in a long time, we reconnected.
We reconnected with ourselves, our friends, our family. We talked.
We talked to our kids, our spouses, our parents. We talked to our friends, our family members. We laughed. We cried. We smiled. And we didn’t stop.
We found ways to celebrate each other. Our communities stood up and took care of each other.
We became stronger.
What was meant to break us, empowered us.
You failed.
So you see Corona, you never stood a chance. You gave us the time that we so desperately needed. You gave us something to connect on. You saved families, healed broken friendships, made memories, slowed down time, connected communities, reminded us what matters.
You meant to break us. You failed.

Sincerely,

Anna B

May 05, 2020

Dear Corona,

You’ve robbed people of jobs, but not their pride. We will come back from this stronger and better.

May 05, 2020

Dear Corona,

You’ve robbed people of jobs, but not their pride. We will come back from this stronger and better.

Sincerely,

Chris

Orlando

COVID-19 is a faceless, emotionless and indiscriminate enemy that we are yet to get a handle on. But that doesn’t mean we can’t deal with the varying levels of pain it has inflicted.

As thousands of studies have concluded, the ability to express our feelings openly is a powerful way to cope and heal.

So, in our isolation, our grief, our worry, our unrest, let’s do something. Let’s treat coronavirus as a person. Let’s give it a piece of our minds. And in turn, achieve peace of mind.