This poem and artwork were both first published in Lot’s Wife Edition 3, 2021. Content warning: pandemic. I am sitting in my balcony as I write this. Like the sky, my mind is gloomy. I’m thinking about those who’ve lost their lives and those who had to watch them leave. Helpless cries and screams that I hear through my screen. It’s hard to believe, because I’m safe and privileged and away from reality. So, have I experienced a pandemic? I’d say no! Because a yes would be a slap in the face to millions, and I’m not