Written Word

VIRTUAL 
Polly Chapman 
December, 2020 

In the corner of my bedroom, facing the door, lies my rucksack. 
Empty, but open to all possibilities. 
Stripped of clues that would have indicated travels to many an elsewhere, another time ago. 
Today, elsewhere is Paris, France. 
Radio Classique draws me in, as I set myself up for the day, in these times of virtual travel to elsewhere.
Anywhere is possible.

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