it came and went, just like that.
the day, the week, the year.
And soon, eventually, hopefully slowly but it feels too quick: the months, the years, the decades, the life, this life.
we’re are living in a pandemic, people are protesting in the streets. wearing a mask has become a rallying cry. we have a president that engages with social media an par with a tween getting their first smartphone.
Over 10m worldwide, over 500k dead. A quarter of it here: 2.6m infected, 127k people dead.
the day came and went. the virus came but came again. the brutality came and will not stop. literal, figurative. the people came and went. some quickly, some slowly, a fair number suddenly, without pause, without a moment of reflection. surprise, you’re dead.
it came and they went.