Lockdown Is Temporary, Community Is Forever

As I sit listed here composing in this cold, empty bathtub, listening to my ideas echo off the clean white porcelain cocoon I have built, I am reminded of warm memories from my childhood household. It was a area where my only obligations ended up to make mud holes, burn anything at all I could come across with a magnifying glass, and take care of my butterfly who couldn’t fly.

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