the unkindness of distance, 2

if only our bodies could
grow wings the way our words can

if only we could fly across
continents as instantly as our thoughts…

would presence
still be as precious?

the miles taunt us
asking whether our bonds, once stretched taut,
remain strong
or fray.

 
 
 
the unkindness of distance, 1

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