AND SOMETIMES IT FEELS LIKE TIME IS RUNNING OUT by J.R. Chapple

AND SOMETIMES IT FEELS LIKE TIME IS RUNNING OUT by J.R. Chapple
We look at houses with acreage and discuss their merits, knowing we can’t leave our jobs in the city. Talk like we have a second life to live. We stand in an open field, dark like it never is at home. The Milky Way appears as a band of light in the sky.

J.R. Chapple is an artist and writer based in Vancouver, BC.

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