Summer solace in pandemic solitude.
Are you okay?
I just want you to know…
I don’t understand…
Teach me.
I don’t want to be…
BLM.
Everyone is pr[a]ying.
Different agenda, same power.
I miss my underground freedom.
This newfound love is suffocating me.
Mask off. No more hiding…
Yet, I still can’t breathe.
Jason Mascoe
Medical Student
