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A BLACKOUT COVID POEM FROM MY SIBLING Sean Prentiss
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__ In March 2020, before the nation shut down and during the time when Trump told us to not worry, my brother got sick with covid. For the next two months, he came close to death multiple times. Since then, he has dealt with post-covid issues that have greatly altered his quality of life. As of early August, he still has long covid. This blackout essay came from a Facebook post he shared about his experiences with covid. |