Summer 2020

When chaos creeps in
I like to think it was
Predictable.

The numbers how
Data
On mental health
The economy
The deaths.

Numbers though only tell one story.
Our personal lives
blend together
Like a hazy, humid summer day.
Sometimes, it’s hard to see where we are all going.

I have hope in our resistance.
In our resistance to care for one another
To cut through the smog
Of capitalism and racism.

Our resistance is a story of humanity
With no end

Amy Gonzalez is an educator in Cambridge, Massachusetts.