I now feel naked without my mask

A waft of sour stench

invade my nostrils,

locked under my KN95.

But I feel safe.

Masked before them,

my students eye me,

in mischief,

like prey.

As I tread through

school grounds,

I hide half of me.

Cool breezes

comforts me,

only in

privacy.


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