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by Ch’aska Cuba de Reed When I take a screenshot of my father, brother, and myself on FaceTime, I wonder if I will look back on it. Is this what I will show my children one day? During better times, I would take a photo of my family with a camera to develop and print so I could cherish the physical copy. Screens are all we have now. We are separated by a fifteen-minute drive, but with a suppressed immune system in our midst, we are held apart by much more.
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