incomplete conversations


so much time has passed
since we met
since  we spoke
since we shared the same air
since the air was cleaner and lighter
since the air was lighter


you invited me in
you told me your story
I photographed you
you enthralled me


all of you is brave

I am not the same,
that person behind that camera
you have possibly changed too
and we are strangers again?

since then, the air is heavier and deadlier
are you well?
is your family well?
has death touched any facet of your being?
I hope not

this season of death has touched my space
our countries have changed since!

so much has changed
your image though, remains static
and our conversations remain incomplete