passing by
in the silence
of side-glances
shoulders kept shoulder-
width apart
and the suspicion
of breath
every
drop
on the skin
an avalanche
the utter roaring
of every cough
like the shelter-shattering rip
of an atom bomb
"what do you Mean churches aren't essential? 😭😭😭"
PLEASE, PLEASE PLEASE, continue to congregate. I'd really like to have less of you to listen to next year.