I caught a snapshot of my husband, upon his return from work at the hospital.

After disinfection – given his involvement with corona virus patients – I found him examining his ‘war scars’ in the reflection of a mirror.

 

 

I wonder, sometimes, what the depth of healthcare workers’ scars will be, once all is said and done.

And not necessarily just those on the outside, but also, the ones on the inside.

Aftermath Scars

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The Clown Head

The Clown Head

An eerie legend loomed over the remnants of an abandoned carnival, in the small town of Ravenswood.