This Fence.
Days of Distancing. Day 73.
Spent yesterday outside in the backyard.
We could hear the neighborhood.
People passing with their kids.
The family listening to the radio and hanging out on the back porch of their apartment.
The woman walking by yelling at someone over the phone.
Motorcycles out for a holiday ride.
The guy working on his Ranchero.
You could even smell the backyard barbecues.
But we couldn't see them though.
We were separated though by this fence.