April 4/19/2020 Capture and Release A journey, of distance separated by barriers of space and time fractured into invisible particles bent, crumpled and torn. Of space and time separated by breath and touch.
How many hours have we sat by the window looking for signs of life? Not that anyone is keeping track. How many days has it been since this invisible death began stalking those whose stood in the path Now that everyone is counting? How many days? How many hours? Capture and Release 4-19-2020