Aislinn Wilson


We are connected by distance

The distance between your hand

and mine.

A most vibrant void.

Where the devil pursues

and the windows do gaze

Is it red yarn or an umbilical cord

that weighs so heavy on my sternum?

I know only that we are connected by distance.


  • orchidee

    Fine write A.

  • dusk arising

    There are many parts of our minds which we bind to another. Parts we discover we never knew of before. What is this thing called love? Enigmatic isn't it... so are your fine words here today.

  • Goldfinch60

    May that connection be forever closer.

  • Seek

    Distance, the divider and the unifier. Wonderfully written.

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