In 1977 I left Boston for New York.
I stayed until 1982.
I traveled the world over the next thirty years.
The Yucatan, the Luberon, Asia, Africa, South America.
Now due to the Covid-19 pandemic I am imprisoned in New York without any chance of escape by plane, train, car, foot, or ship like I have been sentenced to minimum-security prison without any parole in sight. I am not alone. Millions of us are locked down by a government without any solution to this crisis. I want to go to Europe. I want to see my children in Thailand. I want to be free.
None of are now.
Prisoners.
When will we see freedom again?
When we all dance together?
One day we will be able to say tomorrow.
