People are coughing half a world a way.
The market falls.
The talking heads talk about the 2% that die.
Our leaders say nothing that makes sense.
The roads empty.
Vacations are cancelled.
Chinatown is peopleless.
The mask replaces the face of humanity.
Ironically, this thing that keeps us from being with each other may get us to finally think about how we really are together.
You dream of what you still have left to do.
And we all grasp at life like it is a thing you can touch, but when was the last time you held a breath in your hand?
